Karaoké Tyrone Erykah Badu

So you all get nice about it alright

Sisters how you all feel?

Brothers you all alright?

See how you all groove to this

Alright

I'm getting tired of your shit you don't never buy me nothing

See everytime you come around

You got to 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 you don't know how to act so matter fact

I think you'd better call Tyrone

And tell him come on help you get your shit

You need to call Tyrone

And tell him I said come on

Now everytime I ask you for a little cash

You say no but turn right around and ask me for some ass

Oh, well well hold up listen partner

I ain't no cheap thrill

'Cos Miss Badu's always coming for real and you know the deal, nigga

Everytime we go somewhere

I gotta reach down in my purse

To pay your way and your homeboy's way and sometimes your cousins' 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

I'mma tell you the truth

Show and prove or get the boot

I think you'd better ha, ha, ha, call him

And tell him come on help you get your shit

You need to call Tyrone

Hold on

But you can't use my phone