Tightrope (feat. Big Boi) - Big Boi Vocal Edit

Monáe and Leftfoot

Whoa

Another day

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 tippin' on the scene

Yeah, they talkin' 'bout it

'Cause they can't tip on the scene

Whatcha 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

While they jumpin' round ya

They tryna 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 tryna 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

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

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

Ooh, 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)

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 gotta keep your balance, or you fall into the gap

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

Doin' damage to your canvas that a doctor cannot patch

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

That I pass as I will forward you and your MacBook

Clothes shows will 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 a ass crack

Come on

I tip on alligators

And little rattle snakers

But I'm another flavor

Somethin' like a terminator

Ain't no equivocatin'

I fight for what I believe

Why you talkin' 'bout it

S-s-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 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)

Mmmmm (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 (we 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)

One, two, three, hit 'em!

Yeah, yeah

Now shut up, yeah

Yeah, now put some voodoo on it

Ladies and gentlemen, the funkiest horn section in Metropolis

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh

We call that Classy Brass!

(I gotta keep my balance) ooh

(I gotta keep my balance) ooh

(I gotta keep my balance) well, it's a thin line

(G-Gotta k-k-keep my balance)

(I gotta keep my balance) well, it's a thin line

(G-Gotta k-k-keep my balance) not that white line

(G-Gotta k-k-keep my balance) you in your right mind

(G-Gotta k-k-keep my balance) c'mon, huh-huh

Do you mind?

If I play the ukulele

Just like a little lady

Do you mind?

As I play the ukulele

Just like a little lady

As I play the ukulele