Janelle Monae - HYTB lyrics

Hey Baby x4 Verse 1 Bombs on the floor smoke in the mirror Girls get their hair done in electric jungles. Drunk man comes stopped in the limo He said he got a gun but we keep on jammin' on Red white and blue; here come the sirens Old lady dance with the little girls on the corner There's a war in the streets but nobody speaks Another boy layin' on the ground Chorus Now what the hell, hell you talkin' 'bout? Now what the hell, you talkin' 'bout? Verse 2 Coco leaves from Indones(ia) travel down to ghetto streets right to your hand. Hookin' kids hookin' mothers To get you high you're stealing from your brother's friends The poor man eats off a rich man's dollars The dope man lookin' cool, he pullin' girls on the regular But now he in jail for life on tax man dollars Oooh Chorus Hey Baby x4 Verse 3 Stayin' after school cause you want to go to college The burgers ain't payin' off and you be cussin while you flippin' 'em But still you bop and push that mop And dream about the day you're finally free at last Across the street, limping lovers Drinkin' summer fun. Snake eyes are gonna roll. For laughin' together right, right when it shouldn't come Baby, what the hell you talkin' bout? Chorus Hey Baby x4