I'm getting tired of your shit
You don't ever buy me nothing
See every time you come around
You gotta bring Jim James, Paul and Tyrone
See, why can we be by ourselves sometime?
I've been having this on my mind for a long time
I just want it to [C7]be [Am]you [A7and [Bm]me like [F]it used to [C7]be, baby
But you [A7don't know how to [C7]act
So matter a fact, I think you [A7better call [Em]Tyrone
And tell him come on [C7]help you [A7get your shit
Yeah you [A7better call [Em]Tyrone
But you [A7can't use my [A]ρhone
Every time we go somewhere
I gotta ɾeach down in my [A]purse
To pay your way
And your homeboys way
And sometimes your cousins way
They don't ever have to [C7]pay
Don't have no cars
Hang around in bars
Try to [C7]hang around with stars like [F]Badu
I'm gonna tell you [A7tɾue
You better show 'em [A]proof
Call [Em]Tyrone
And tell him come on [C7]help you [A7get your shit
Oh call [Em]Tyrone
But you [A7can't use my [A]ρhone