Alright then
Verse 1:
I`m gettin tired of your shit
you don`t never buy me nothin
And every time you come around
you got to bring Jim, James, Paul and Tyrone
Now why can`t we be by ourselves sometimes
see I`ve been having this on my mind for a long time
I just want it to be you and me like it used to be, baby
but you don`t know how to act, so matter fact
Chorus:
I think you better call Tyrone (call him)
And tell him come on, help you get your shit
You need to call Tyrone (call him)
And tell him I said come on
Verse 2:
Now every time I ask you for a little cash
you say no but turn right around and ask me for some ass
oh well hold up listen partna I ain`t no cheap thrill
cuz Miss Badu`s always comin for real, you know the deal nigga
Everytime we go somewhere
i gosta reach down in my purse
to pay your way and your homeboys way
and sometimes your cousin`s way
When we all went out to eat
you made me ride in the backseat
now that ain`t right child
I said that ain`t right child no
Chorus:
So I think you better call Tyrone (call him)
and tell him come on, help you get your shit
you need to call Tyrone (call him)
but you can`t use my phone
Hook:
Oh take my pills pay my bills
I`m here to let you know that what I feel is real
day to day life with you is no thrill
it`s getting late no time to wait
get go on so I can meditate
hummm...hummm ha
Light my cone sing my song
I don`t give a damn if I`m right or wrong
toodle loo toodle loo
dadiada da da da
Doodle day or night wrong or right
tell your boys to find another place to watch the fight
don`t make me go get big Mike
Oh so tell your boys at the liquor store
that your gonna need a place to go
I don`t care butchu gots to leave
you can tell `em you broke up with me
I wanted you to massage my toes
but you`d rather play dominoes
so baby get up off your knees and hands
and go and tell it to the preacher man ha
Chorus:
But first I think ya need to call Tyrone (call him)
and tell him come on help you get your shit
you need to call Tyrone (call him)
hold on
but ya can`t use my phone
