Monae and Leftfoot

Whoaaa
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
all on the scene with ya
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 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
T-t-t-tip on the tightrope

Whether you're high or low
Baby whether
you're high or low
You got to tip on
the tightrope
Now let me see you do
the tightrope
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,
Or 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
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

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 canvas
that a doctor cannot patch
See boy you don't
want no friction like
the back of a matchbook
Daddy Fat Stacks will
fold you and your MacBook
Close shows, shut you
down before we gon'
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 ass crack
Come on

I tip on alligators and
little rattle snakers
But I'm another flavor
Something like a terminator
Ain't no equivocating
I fight for what I believe
While you talkin' bout it
Jus-jus-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
Whether I'm high or low
I'm gonna tip on
the tightrope
Baby, baby, baby
Whether I'm high or low
High or low
I got to tip on
the tightrope
Now baby tip on
the tightrope

You can't get too high
I said you can't
get too low
Cause you get too high
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, yeah, yeah, OH!
We call that classy brass

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

(Happy birthday)