Lyrics BOY HOOD - Trombone Shorty , Jon Batiste , PJ Morton
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,
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
Frenchman
and
the
sparrow
land
on
Sunday
When
pop
pop
wouldn't
give
me
ends
(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
ballin'
From
New
York
down
to
New
Orleans
You
could
still
see
me
ballin'
You
could
still
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?
When
pop
pop
wouldn't
give
me
ends
(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
ballin'
From
New
York
down
to
New
Orleans
You
could
still
see
me
ballin'
You
could
still
see
(Go
ahead
P.J.)
I
could
still
remember
the
mornings
Breakfast
cooking
half
asleep
and
still
yawnin'
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah
It's
time
from
Zulu
so
we
better
get
goin'
No
place
like
New
Orleans,
yeah
I
said
I'm
far
from
home
but
I
always
represent,
yeah
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,
yeah
(Trombone
Shorty
and
them
boys)
You
could
still
see
me
ballin'
You
could
still
see
me
ballin'
You
could
still
see
me
ballin'
1 WE ARE
2 TELL THE TRUTH
3 CRY
4 I NEED YOU
5 WHATCHUTALKINBOUT
6 BOY HOOD
7 MOVEMENT 11’
8 ADULTHOOD
9 MAVIS
10 FREEDOM
11 SHOW ME THE WAY
12 SING
13 UNTIL
14 It's All Right - From "Soul"/Duet Version
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