"Tyrone" lyrics

Oh, is this a Champion beat?
Look

I know you're really pissed right now, my bad
I did a lotta shit right now, oh yes I did
Can you even go sit down? (Oh, oh)
Every other day, I got to catch a case
There's another bitch up in my face
What you want from me, baby?
Come on talk to me, baby
Too much love for me, baby (Yeah, yeah)

You just want to keep me all to yourself
But I be lovin' when they hit on my belt
And I got too many that's never gon' tell (Whoa, oh, for real)
Another bitch, another state every day (Yeah)
Nigga, that's how I caught them
They callin' me all on the phone every day
'Cause yes I like 'em
Your bitch callin' me, you can't predict (Whoa)
She callin' me daddy and we ain't even got no kids

I'ma post up when she get closer
Put that mag down like I'm supposed to
Tell her bring a friend, yeah, I got a culture
Lickin' on that pussy, get it wetter, then I stroke her
I want a baddie, heard she got a baby daddy
I don't really give a fuck, and hit it in the Cali
Once I nut, then I pass it
'Cause she fuckin' with a savage (Whoa)

I can't help it
And that they lovin' on me now (Mmm-m)
I got my shit
Oh, I got it out the mud now

So we gon', we gon', we gon', we gon'

Aye, stand up
With our ice on
Cut the lights off
'Cause we got lights on
And all these bad bitches, they are all night long
They want boss niggas
They don't want no Tyrone

Aye, stand up
With our ice on
Cut the lights off
'Cause we got lights on
And all these bad bitches, they are all night long
They want boss niggas
They don't want no Tyrone