Tightrope (feat. Big Boi)

Monae and Leftfoot

Whoa

Another day (Adabadee, ****)

I take your pain away

Some people talk about ya, like they know all about ya

When you get down, they doubt ya

And when you tip it on the scene, yeah they talkin' 'bout it

'Cause they can't tip on the scene

They just talk about it, t-t-t-talkin' 'bout it

When you get elevated, they love it or they hate it

You dance up on them haters

Keep gettin' funky on the scene

While they jumpin' round ya

They tryin' to take all of your dreams, but you can't allow it

'Cause baby, whether you're high or low

Whether you're high or low

You gotta tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it)

T-t-t-tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it)

Baby, Baby, whether you're high or low (High or low)

Baby, whether you're high or low (High or low)

You gotta tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it)

Now let me see you do the tightrope (Tip, tip on it)

And I'm still tippin' on it

See, I'm not walkin' on it

Or tryin' to run around it, this ain't no acrobatics

You either follow or you lead, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout you

I'll keep on blaming the machine, yeah I'm talkin' 'bout it

T-t-t-talkin' 'bout it

I can't complain about it

I gotta keep my balance

And just keep dancin' on it

We gettin' funky on the scene, yeah you know about it

Like a star on the screen, watch me tip all on it

Then baby, whether I'm high or low (High or low)

Baby, whether you're high or low (High or low)

Ooh, you gotta tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it)

Yeah, tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it)

Baby, baby, whether you're high or low (High or low)

Baby, whether you're high or low (High or low)

Tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it)

Baby, let me see you tightrope (Tip, tip on it)

And I'm still tippin' on it

You got to keep your balance or you fall into the gap

It's a challenge, but I manage 'cause I'm cautious with the strap

Do damage to your cabbage that a doctor cannot patch

See, why you don't want no friction like the back of a matchbook?

Daddy Fat Sax will fold you and your MacBook

Close shows, shut you down before we go broke backwards

Act up, and whether we high or low, we gonna get back up

Like the Dow Jones and NASDAQ

Sorta like a thong gets yo ass crack, come on

I tip on alligators and little rattlesnakers

But I'm another flavor, somethin' like a Terminator

Ain't no equivocatin', I fight for what I believe

Why you talkin' 'bout it

J-j-just talkin' 'bout it

Some callin' me a sinner, some callin' me a winner

I'm callin' you to dinner, and you know exactly what I mean

Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout you, you can rock or you can leave

Watch me tip without you

N-n-now whether I'm high or low (High or low)

Whether I'm high or low (High or low)

I'm gonna tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it)

Mmm (Tip, tip on it)

Baby, baby, whether I'm high or low (High or low)

High or low (High or low)

I got to tip on the tightrope (Tip, tip on it)

Now, baby, tip on the tightrope

You can't get too high (You can't get too high)

I said you can't get too low (We can't get too low)

Ha, 'cause you get too high (You can't get too high)

No, you'll surely be low (No, you'll surely be low)

1, 2, 3, ow

Yeah

Yeah, now shut up

Ow

Yeah, yeah, now put some voodoo on it

Ladies and gentleman, the funkiest horn section in Metropolis

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ow, we call that classy brass

Ooh, ooh

Ow

Do y'all mind if I play the ukelele? Just like a little lady

Do y'all mind if I play the ukelele? Just like a little lady