《BOY HOOD》是Jon Batiste、PJ Morton、Trombone Shorty演唱的歌曲，收錄於2021年3月19日發行的《WE ARE》專輯。
基本介紹
- 外文名：BOY HOOD
- 所屬專輯：WE ARE
- 歌曲原唱：Jon Batiste、PJ Morton、Trombone Shorty
- 填詞：Jon Batiste/PJ Morton/Troy Andrews/Sunny Levine
- 譜曲：Jon Batiste/PJ Morton/Troy Andrews/Sunny Levine
- 發行日期：2021年3月19日
歌曲歌詞
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
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
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'
