Big Boi - Tightrope lyrics

[Intro: Janelle Monáe and Big Boi] (Monáe and Leftfoot) Whoaaa! Another day (adabadee, n***a) I take your pain away [Verse 1: Janelle Monáe] 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-talk bout it When you get elevated They love it or they hate it You dance up on them haters Keep getting funky on the scene While they jumpin' round ya They trying to take all of your dreams But you can't allow it [Hook: Janelle Monáe] Then 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, baby, whether you're high or low (high or low) Baby whether you're high or low (high or low) You got to 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 [Verse 2: Janelle Monáe] 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 ya 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 [Hook] Then baby whether I'm high or low Baby whether you're high or low You gotta tip on the tightrope Yeah, tip on the tightrope Baby, baby, baby Whether you're high or low Baby whether you're high or low Tip on the tightrope Baby let me see you tight rope And I'm still tippin' on it [Verse 3: Big Boi] You gotta 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 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-go backwards Act up, and whether we high or low We gonna get back-up Like the Dow Jones and NASDAQ Sorta like a thong in an a** crack Come on [Verse 4: Janelle Monáe] I tip on alligators and little rattlesnakers But I'm another flavor Something like a terminator Ain't no equivocating 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) MMMMMM (Tip, tip on it) Baby, 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) 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, Ho! Yeah, yeah Now shut up, yeah Yeah, now put some voodoo on it Ladies and gentlemen, the funkiest horn section in Metropolis Yeah, OH We call that cla**y bra** Ohhhhhhh OH! Do you mind? If I play the ukulele Just like a little lady Do you mind? If I play the ukulele Just like a little lady As I play the ukulele If I play my ukulele Just like a little lady