Текст песни Erykah Badu - *
Erykah Badu - * слова песни
* this is a song she performs in concert and which will be on a live albumErykah- "Lets See How Ya`ll Groove to this""Alright"I`m gettin` tired of your ShitYou don`t never buy me nothin`See Everytime you come aroundYou got to bring Jim, James, Paul, & TyroneSee why can`t we be by ourselves, sometimesSee I`ve been having this on my mindFor a long timeI just want it to beYou and meLike It used to be, BabyBut ya don`t know how to actSo matter of fact(Chorus)I think ya better call Tyrone(Call Him)And Tell him come on, Help you get your Shit (Come On, Come on)You need to Call Tyrone(Call Him)And tell him I said come onNow everytime I ask you for a little cashYou say no and turn right around and ask me for some assOh, Well hold upListen partnaI ain`t no cheap thrillCause Miss Badu is always comin` for realAnd you know the dealEverytime we go somewhereI gotta reach down in my purseTo pay your way and your homeboys wayAnd sometimes your cousin`s wayThey don`t never have to payDon`t have no carsHang around in barsTry to hang around with starsLike BaduI`m gon` tell you the truthShowing grooveor get the bootI think ya better, (Erykah Badu-He, he he)(Call Him)And tell him come onHelp you get your shitYou need to call Tyron(Call Him)Erykah Badu-"Hold On"But ya can`t use my phone