Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, KEY CLUB MUSICĮrykah Badu (born Erica Abi Wright on Februin Dallas, Texas) is an American R'n'B/neo-soul artist whose work crosses over into jazz. Hang around in bars try to hang around with starsĪnd tell him come on, help you get your shit

They don't never have to pay, don't have no cars To pay your way and your homeboys way and sometimes your cousin's way Oh, Well hold up, listen partna, I ain't no cheap thrillĬause Miss Badu is always comin' for real you know the deal, niggaĮvery time we go somewhere, I gotta reach down in my purse You say no and turn right around and ask me for some ass Now everytime I ask you for a little cash So matter of fact, I think ya better call Tyrone (call him)Īnd Tell him come on, help you get your shit (come on, come on, come on) I just want it to be, you and me, like It used to be, Baby See I've been having this on my mind for a long time See why can't we be by ourselves, sometimes You got to bring Jim, James, Paul, and Tyrone

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