Janelle Monae - Tightrope - feat. Big Boi lyrics

Big Boi Monáe and Leftfoot Janelle Monáe Whoaaa (Yeah, yeah) Another day (Dab-a-dee Náe) I take your pain away (Come on) 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 Watcha 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 getting funky on the scene Why they jumpin' round ya? They trying 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 got to 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 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 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 And you know about it Like a star on the screen Watch me tip all on it Now baby, whether I'm 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) 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) You got to tip on the tightrope (Tip-tip on it) Baby, let me see ya tightrope (Tip-tip on it) And I'm still tippin' on it 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 cameras damn I thought they cannot pa** See why you don't want no friction Like the back of a matchbook Daddy Fat Sax will fold you and your MacBook Closed 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 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? Sh-sh-she's 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 ya 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) Mmmm (Tip-tip on it) Baby baby, whether I'm high or low (High or low) High or low (High or low) I gotta tip on the tightrope (Tip-tip on it) Now baby, tip on the tightrope (Tip-tip on it) (Baa baa ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba) You can get too high (We can get too high) I said you can get too low (We can get too low) 'Cause you get too high (You can get too high) Now you'll surely be low (Now you'll surely be low) 1, 2, 3, hello Ha Yeah (Huh) Yeah Now shut up! (Oww) Yeah (Ok) Yeah (Ok ok ok) Now put some voodoo on it Ladies and Gentlemen, the funkiest horn section in Metropolis Yeah, yeah, yeah Oh We call that cla**y bra** (I gotta keep my balance) Ooohhhhhhh Ooohhhhhhh (Now, there's a thin line) OH! (Now, there's a thin line) Do ya'll mind If I play the ukulele Just like a little lady? Do ya'll mind If I play the ukulele Just like a little lady? As I play the ukulele