Beyoncé – All Night

Beyoncé – All Night

All Night

Beyoncé

Found the truth beneath your lies
And true love never has to hide
(True love never has to hide)
I’ll trade your broken wings for mine
(Trade your broken wings for mine)
I’ve seen your scars and kissed your crime
(Seen your scars and kissed your crime)

So many people that I know, they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

Our love was stronger than your pride
Beyond your darkness, I’m your light, oh
If you get deep, you touch my mind
(If you get deep, you touch my mind)
Baptize your tears and dry your eyes
(Baptize your tears and dry your eyes)

So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

They say true love’s the greatest weapon
To win the war caused by pain (pain)
But every diamond has imperfections
But my love’s too pure to watch it chip away (chip a-, chip a-, chip away)
Boy, nothing real can be threatened
True love breathes salvation back into me
With every tear came redemption
And my torturer became my remedy

So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

How I missed you, my love

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Andre Benjamin / Antwan Patton / Thomas Wesley Pentz / Patrick Brown / Ilsey Juber / Timothy Thomas / Theron Thomas / Jaramye Daniels / Akil King / Beyonce

All Night lyrics © Emi April Music Inc., Universal Music Corp., Sony/atv Songs Llc, Songs Of Smp, T.n.t. Explosive Publishing, Oakland 13 Music, Sparko Phone Music, Songs Music Publishing, Switch Werd Music, I Like Turtles Music, Jaramye Daniels Music, Duke City Music, Kmr Music Royalties Ii Scsp

Janelle Monáe – Tightrope [feat. Big Boi]

 

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Janelle Monáe – Tightrope [feat. Big Boi] (Video)

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Published on Mar 31, 2010

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Tightrope

Janelle Monáe

Whoaaa!
Another day (adabadee, nigga)
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 tip it on the scene, yeah they talkin’ bout it
Cause they can’t tip on the scene
They just 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 of 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 (tip, tip on it)
T-t-t-tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)
Baby, 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 ya
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 (high or low)
Baby whether you’re high or low (high or low)
You gotta tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)
Yeah, tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)
Baby, 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 tight rope (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
Do damage to your cabbage that
A doctor cannot patch
Why you don’t want no friction
Like the back of a matchbook
Daddy Fat Sax will fold you
And your MacBook
Close 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 ass crack
Come on

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
J-j-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
(High or low)
Whether I’m high or low
(High or low)
I’m gonna tip on the tightrope
(Tip, tip on it)
Mmm
(Tip, tip on it)

Baby, 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
(You 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)
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, oh
We call that classy brass

Ohh ohh
Oh!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

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Charles L Joseph / Janelle Monae Robinson / Nathaniel Irvin / Antwan Patton

Tightrope lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave

Beyoncé and Jay Z – Die With You

 

Beyonce and Jay Z – Die With You

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Bey & Jay LOVE STORY: My edit of “Die With You” by Beyonce❤️ ATTENTION: If you want to hear the song closer to the original version: speed up to 1,25x !!

Die With You

Beyoncé

I don’t have a reason to cry
And I have every reason to smile
And I don’t have a reason to lie
When you’re already reading my mind
And I don’t have a reason to be, if I can’t be with you
And I don’t need air in my lungs, if I can’t sing your song
No, I don’t need hands if I don’t get to keep you warm
And I don’t really need myself, if I don’t need you

‘Cause darling I wake up just to sleep with you
I open my eyes so I could see with you
And I live so I can die with you

And I don’t really need these fingers, if I don’t get to touch your spine
Well I don’t need these legs, if I ain’t walking by your side
And I don’t really need to be if I can’t be with you

‘Cause darling I wake up just to sleep with you
I open my eyes so I could see with you
And I live so I can die with you

‘Cause darling I wake up just to sleep with you
I open my eyes so I can see with you
And I live so I can, I live so I can
I live so I can
Die with you

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Beyonce Knowles / Kirby Dockery

Die With You lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc

Beyoncé – All Night

Beyoncé – All Night

All Night

Beyoncé

Found the truth beneath your lies
And true love never has to hide
(True love never has to hide)
I’ll trade your broken wings for mine
(Trade your broken wings for mine)
I’ve seen your scars and kissed your crime
(Seen your scars and kissed your crime)

So many people that I know, they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

Our love was stronger than your pride
Beyond your darkness, I’m your light, oh
If you get deep, you touch my mind
(If you get deep, you touch my mind)
Baptize your tears and dry your eyes
(Baptize your tears and dry your eyes)

So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

They say true love’s the greatest weapon
To win the war caused by pain (pain)
But every diamond has imperfections
But my love’s too pure to watch it chip away (chip a-, chip a-, chip away)
Boy, nothing real can be threatened
True love breathes salvation back into me
With every tear came redemption
And my torturer became my remedy

So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

How I missed you, my love

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Andre Benjamin / Antwan Patton / Thomas Wesley Pentz / Patrick Brown / Ilsey Juber / Timothy Thomas / Theron Thomas / Jaramye Daniels / Akil King / Beyonce

All Night lyrics © Emi April Music Inc., Universal Music Corp., Sony/atv Songs Llc, Songs Of Smp, T.n.t. Explosive Publishing, Oakland 13 Music, Sparko Phone Music, Songs Music Publishing, Switch Werd Music, I Like Turtles Music, Jaramye Daniels Music, Duke City Music, Kmr Music Royalties Ii Scsp

Beyoncé – All Night

Beyoncé – All Night

All Night

Beyoncé

Found the truth beneath your lies
And true love never has to hide
(True love never has to hide)
I’ll trade your broken wings for mine
(Trade your broken wings for mine)
I’ve seen your scars and kissed your crime
(Seen your scars and kissed your crime)

So many people that I know, they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

Our love was stronger than your pride
Beyond your darkness, I’m your light, oh
If you get deep, you touch my mind
(If you get deep, you touch my mind)
Baptize your tears and dry your eyes
(Baptize your tears and dry your eyes)

So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

They say true love’s the greatest weapon
To win the war caused by pain (pain)
But every diamond has imperfections
But my love’s too pure to watch it chip away (chip a-, chip a-, chip away)
Boy, nothing real can be threatened
True love breathes salvation back into me
With every tear came redemption
And my torturer became my remedy

So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

How I missed you, my love

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Andre Benjamin / Antwan Patton / Thomas Wesley Pentz / Patrick Brown / Ilsey Juber / Timothy Thomas / Theron Thomas / Jaramye Daniels / Akil King / Beyonce

All Night lyrics © Emi April Music Inc., Universal Music Corp., Sony/atv Songs Llc, Songs Of Smp, T.n.t. Explosive Publishing, Oakland 13 Music, Sparko Phone Music, Songs Music Publishing, Switch Werd Music, I Like Turtles Music, Jaramye Daniels Music, Duke City Music, Kmr Music Royalties Ii Scsp

Beyoncé – All Night

 

Beyoncé – All Night

All Night

Beyoncé

Found the truth beneath your lies
And true love never has to hide
(True love never has to hide)
I’ll trade your broken wings for mine
(Trade your broken wings for mine)
I’ve seen your scars and kissed your crime
(Seen your scars and kissed your crime)

So many people that I know, they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

Our love was stronger than your pride
Beyond your darkness, I’m your light, oh
If you get deep, you touch my mind
(If you get deep, you touch my mind)
Baptize your tears and dry your eyes
(Baptize your tears and dry your eyes)

So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

They say true love’s the greatest weapon
To win the war caused by pain (pain)
But every diamond has imperfections
But my love’s too pure to watch it chip away (chip a-, chip a-, chip away)
Boy, nothing real can be threatened
True love breathes salvation back into me
With every tear came redemption
And my torturer became my remedy

So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

How I missed you, my love

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Andre Benjamin / Antwan Patton / Thomas Wesley Pentz / Patrick Brown / Ilsey Juber / Timothy Thomas / Theron Thomas / Jaramye Daniels / Akil King / Beyonce

All Night lyrics © Emi April Music Inc., Universal Music Corp., Sony/atv Songs Llc, Songs Of Smp, T.n.t. Explosive Publishing, Oakland 13 Music, Sparko Phone Music, Songs Music Publishing, Switch Werd Music, I Like Turtles Music, Jaramye Daniels Music, Duke City Music, Kmr Music Royalties Ii Scsp

Beyoncé – All Night

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Beyoncé – All Night

All Night

Beyoncé

Found the truth beneath your lies
And true love never has to hide
(True love never has to hide)
I’ll trade your broken wings for mine
(Trade your broken wings for mine)
I’ve seen your scars and kissed your crime
(Seen your scars and kissed your crime)

So many people that I know, they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

Our love was stronger than your pride
Beyond your darkness, I’m your light, oh
If you get deep, you touch my mind
(If you get deep, you touch my mind)
Baptize your tears and dry your eyes
(Baptize your tears and dry your eyes)

So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

They say true love’s the greatest weapon
To win the war caused by pain (pain)
But every diamond has imperfections
But my love’s too pure to watch it chip away (chip a-, chip a-, chip away)
Boy, nothing real can be threatened
True love breathes salvation back into me
With every tear came redemption
And my torturer became my remedy

So many people I know that they just tryna touch ya
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya
Give you some time to prove that I can trust you again
I’m gonna kiss up, and rub up, and feel up
Kiss up, and rub up, and feel up on ya

All night long
Love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
Sweet love, all night long
All I wanna, ain’t no other
We together, I remember
Sweet love, all night long

How I missed you, my love

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Andre Benjamin / Antwan Patton / Thomas Wesley Pentz / Patrick Brown / Ilsey Juber / Timothy Thomas / Theron Thomas / Jaramye Daniels / Akil King / Beyonce

All Night lyrics © Emi April Music Inc., Universal Music Corp., Sony/atv Songs Llc, Songs Of Smp, T.n.t. Explosive Publishing, Oakland 13 Music, Sparko Phone Music, Songs Music Publishing, Switch Werd Music, I Like Turtles Music, Jaramye Daniels Music, Duke City Music, Kmr Music Royalties Ii Scsp

Janelle Monáe, Jidenna – Yoga.

Janelle Monáe, Jidenna – Yoga

49,463,304 views

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Published on Apr 13, 2015

Download “Wondaland Presents: The Eephus” at iTunes: http://smarturl.it/TheEephus Amazon MP3: http://smarturl.it/EephusAmz Spotify: http://smarturl.it/EephusSptfy

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Lyrics

Let yo booty do that yoga

Party at the beach down in Copacabana
Sipping Killepitsch, got my black yoga pants on
Me and Brittany, we’ve been down in Atlanta
Sweating in the club, call me Dirty Diana
Flexing like a yogi, drop it down with your hands up
Do a handstand, bend it back, put your legs up
I ain’t got no worries, I’m my own private dancer
My own private dancer

I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, wanna dance all night
I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, dance, dance all night
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga

Flex (Yoga)

Crown on my head but the world on my shoulder
I’m too much a rebel, never do what I’m supposed ta
Bend it never break it, baby watch and I’ma show ya
Stretching on my cash, got my money doing yoga
Sometimes I’m peachy, and sometimes I’m vulgar
Even when I’m sleeping I got one eye open
You cannot police me, so get off my areola
Get off my areola

I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, wanna dance all night
I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, dance, dance all night
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga

Flex (Yoga)

I said yoga, she did that yoga
Looking for my loafers, man I woke up in a toga
She left my collar on like she my owner
So when she downward dog I jump up on her
I lo-lo-love the way you bend it, oh Lord I’d love to break you in
Oh Lord I’d stretch you out and in, oh Lord now you should tell a friend
Oh Lord I pray, I pray that young girl come on over
And let they bum-bum do that yoga

I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, wanna dance all night
I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, dance, dance all night
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga

Flex (Yoga

Let yo booty do that yoga

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Janelle Monae Robinson / Jidenna Mobisson / Roman IrvinYoga

lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Artists: Janelle Monáe, Jidenna

Album: Yoga

Released: 2015

Genre: Pop

Nominations: Soul Train Music Award for Best Dance Performance

Janelle Monáe, Jidenna – Yoga.

Janelle Monáe, Jidenna – Yoga

49,463,304 views

419K 21K Share

Published on Apr 13, 2015

Download “Wondaland Presents: The Eephus” at iTunes: http://smarturl.it/TheEephus Amazon MP3: http://smarturl.it/EephusAmz Spotify: http://smarturl.it/EephusSptfy

Janelle Monáe, Jidenna – Yoga – YouTube

https://www.youtube.com › watch

Available on

Lyrics

Let yo booty do that yoga

Party at the beach down in Copacabana
Sipping Killepitsch, got my black yoga pants on
Me and Brittany, we’ve been down in Atlanta
Sweating in the club, call me Dirty Diana
Flexing like a yogi, drop it down with your hands up
Do a handstand, bend it back, put your legs up
I ain’t got no worries, I’m my own private dancer
My own private dancer

I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, wanna dance all night
I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, dance, dance all night
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga

Flex (Yoga)

Crown on my head but the world on my shoulder
I’m too much a rebel, never do what I’m supposed ta
Bend it never break it, baby watch and I’ma show ya
Stretching on my cash, got my money doing yoga
Sometimes I’m peachy, and sometimes I’m vulgar
Even when I’m sleeping I got one eye open
You cannot police me, so get off my areola
Get off my areola

I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, wanna dance all night
I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, dance, dance all night
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga

Flex (Yoga)

I said yoga, she did that yoga
Looking for my loafers, man I woke up in a toga
She left my collar on like she my owner
So when she downward dog I jump up on her
I lo-lo-love the way you bend it, oh Lord I’d love to break you in
Oh Lord I’d stretch you out and in, oh Lord now you should tell a friend
Oh Lord I pray, I pray that young girl come on over
And let they bum-bum do that yoga

I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, wanna dance all night
I wanna last, wanna last forever
I wanna dance, dance, dance all night
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let me see you do that yoga
Baby bend over, baby bend over
Baby bend over, let your booty do that yoga

Flex (Yoga

Let yo booty do that yoga

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Janelle Monae Robinson / Jidenna Mobisson / Roman IrvinYoga

lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Artists: Janelle Monáe, Jidenna

Album: Yoga

Released: 2015

Genre: Pop

Nominations: Soul Train Music Award for Best Dance Performance

Janelle Monáe – Tightrope [feat. Big Boi]

 

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Janelle Monáe – Tightrope [feat. Big Boi] (Video)

25,283,654 views

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Published on Mar 31, 2010

© 2010 WMG Tightrope [feat. Big Boi] (Video)

Tightrope

Janelle Monáe

Whoaaa!
Another day (adabadee, nigga)
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 tip it on the scene, yeah they talkin’ bout it
Cause they can’t tip on the scene
They just 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 of 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 (tip, tip on it)
T-t-t-tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)
Baby, 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 ya
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 (high or low)
Baby whether you’re high or low (high or low)
You gotta tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)
Yeah, tip on the tightrope (tip, tip on it)
Baby, 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 tight rope (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
Do damage to your cabbage that
A doctor cannot patch
Why you don’t want no friction
Like the back of a matchbook
Daddy Fat Sax will fold you
And your MacBook
Close 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 ass crack
Come on

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
J-j-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
(High or low)
Whether I’m high or low
(High or low)
I’m gonna tip on the tightrope
(Tip, tip on it)
Mmm
(Tip, tip on it)

Baby, 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
(You 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)
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, oh
We call that classy brass

Ohh ohh
Oh!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

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Charles L Joseph / Janelle Monae Robinson / Nathaniel Irvin / Antwan Patton

Tightrope lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave