N'Dambi - Tyrone lyrics

[Live Intro] Sisters, how y'all feel? Brothers, y'all alright? Lemme see how y'all groove to this Alright [Verse 1] I'm gettin' tired of your sh** You don't never buy me nothin' See every time you come around You gotta bring Jim, James, Paul, and Tyrone See 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 ya don't know how to act So matter of fact [Hook] I think ya better call Tyrone (call him) And tell him come on, help you get your sh** (Come on, come on, come on) 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 naw, but turn right around and ask me for some a** Oh, whoa well hold up, listen partner I ain't no cheap thrill Cause Miss Badu is always comin' for real and you know the deal, n***a! Every time we go somewhere I gotta reach down in my purse To pay your way and your homeboys' way and sometimes your cousin's way They don't never have to pay, don't have no cars Hang around in bars try to hang around with stars Like Badu Imma tell you the truth Show and prove or get the boot [Hook] I think ya better (call him) And tell him come on, help you get your sh** (Come on, come on, come on) You need to call Tyrone (call him) Hold on But you can't use my phone