歌曲名 BOY HOOD

歌手名 Jon Batiste/PJ Morton/Trombone Shorty

作词：Jon Batiste/PJ Morton/Troy Andrews/Sunny Levine

作曲：Jon Batiste/PJ Morton/Troy Andrews/Sunny Levine

Ya know we seen you come a long way

Like he seen ya come along

Like look boy I seen you

You shining like new money

You shining like new money

Ya doin' good for yourself huh

I'm proud of you boy

Ya know that's the energy ya know

Candy cane

Jump rope

Cornbread and pig lip

Hot fries

Holy water

Superdome cheese dip

Perched on da fence

Po'boys in da yard

Don't mess with my rug or

my season salt boy

I know where he be I know where

he come from

Hot boy taking over for the

twenty-two thousands

Uhhh na na na na no limit soldier

Home is where the heart stay

Where the pelicans and the saints play

The eagle land on Frenchmen and

the sparrow land on Sunday

I know he watching over me

When Pop Pop wouldn't give me ends

Wouldn't give me ends

Grandma was a ATM

Was a ATM

Buying bubble gum and m&m's

M&m's

I just had to rot my teeth out

Basketball under the treehouse

Too short to catch a rebound

Maybe that wasn't my callin'

But you could still see me ballin'

You could still see me ba-ball

From New York down to New Orleans

You could still see me ballin'

You could still see me

Popeyes when they had that

red white and blue bag

Puttin' on that sportin' waves

underneath my durag

If yo' line pushed back or your shoes dirty

Don't come around here bes' stay

home ya heard me

It's the time of dem naturals

priestly satchel

Bayou Maharajahs nat king and satchmo

If you see him then and even if ya see him now

It's the same Jon Jon with that same

gold crown ya heard me

Iright

When Pop Pop wouldn't give me ends

Wouldn't give me ends

Grandma was a ATM

Was a ATM

Buying bubble gum and m&m's

M&m's

I just had to rot my teeth out

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Too short to catch a rebound

Maybe that wasn't my callin'

But you could still see me ballin'

You could still see me ba-ball

From New York down to New Orleans

You could still see me ballin'

You could still see me

Go ahead P J

I could still remember the mornings

Breakfast cooking half asleep

and still yawnin'

Yeah yeah yeah

It's time for Zulu so we better get goin'

No place like New Orleans

Yeah

I said I'm far from home but

I always represent

I thought I had so much time

I don't know where it went

But now that I'm grown

I know what it all meant

No place like New Orleans

Yeah

Trombone shorty and them boys

You could still see me ballin'

You could still see me ballin'

You could still see me ballin'