Tightrope Lyrics - So You Think You Can Dance

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, 

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 

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 cabbage that a doctor cannot patch 

See bot you don't want no friction like the back of a mathbook 

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 

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 

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)