Texty: Asher Roth. Asleep in the Bread Isle. Lion's Roar.

Pretty girl, you know that you so hot, hot, hot, hot
How about I take you to my spot, spot, spot, spot?
We can take off all our clothes, he won't call anymo'
You hear my lion roar, head high, eyes closed

You begin to describe all things we do
In a big, big bed in an empty room
Look at you on me, then me on you
With a warm washcloth and a few ice cubes

Did it get so wet? No, I'm not my best
When I make you sweat
Ready now get set 'cause you get no rest
I'ma smack that butt, I'ma grab them breasts

Yeah, tell me what you like, can I scratch and bite?
We can scratch that fight, make it last all night
Slidin' on your side and curves, satisfy the primal urge
Ridin' on you back and forth, that's how you make my lion roar

Head high, I'm low
Hear my lion roar, lion roar
Head high, I'm low
Hear my lion roar, lion roar

On the mic I'm a beast, I'm a big bad beast
I could speak that heat, I don't need no reason
Jeepers, them big teeth you be feedin'
Better leave now, I'm 'bout to be eatin'

Even you stick around and we beatin'
Bleedin', have him laid out on the cement
Breathin', I had him back in your team and
Leave in peace and have a safe evenin'

Beef is not what I like to do
Speakin' just to enlighten you
Teach him a rhyme and preach in the mind
And a beautiful thing keep fightin' through

Just how big's the fight in you?
Tight and high and mighty or a lighty
Hide your heiny when a giant hasn't frightened you
Look in my eyes, you see my pride?

You see the fire burnin' down the side
Will and drive'll make a man, doin' what you say I can
Oh, you think I'm playin'?
Well, let's see just what you made of then

Head high, I'm low
Hear my lion roar, lion roar
Head high, I'm low
Hear my lion roar, lion roar

Busta Bust and I'm back on my bullshit now
C'mon, got to make you wanna jump, jump, jump
And I come with another banger and I know you wanna bump
Cap and gown when I smack you down
And I graduated homie bangin' in the trunk

Put yo' hands where my eyes could see
Let me take this thing to where it really need to be
One, two, three, let me take time
To remind y'all that you can't fuck with me

Shake yo' ass on the way to the flo'
In the dungeon drinkin' and the lions roar
All my little mamis come to the crib
Let me pound on the coochie until it gets sore

Then I laugh and cough when I flash and floss
Moment when I get cash as a boss
Asher Roth, I'm comin' too
'Cause I heard that you got a lot of ass in the loft

See I ain't playin' mister
I'm 'bout to twist your sister
That's how we do it killer, yeah
Lion roar, yeah, lion roar

Lion roar
(That's when I let my lion roar)
Lion roar
(That's when I let my lion roar)

Lion roar
(That's when I let my lion roar)
Lion roar
(That's when I let my lion roar)

Lion roar
(That's when I let my lion roar)
Lion roar
(That's when I let my lion roar)
Lion roar, lion roar, lion roar