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
 
 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
 
 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
 
 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
 
 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