Young Lion Songtext
von Miles Mosley
Young Lion Songtext
I′m so much brighter
Look what I've become
I′m high, high, higher
[?] young lion
Set me free
Let me run
Everybody step to the right
[?] high side
[?] and more
Well here comes roar
What more can you ask for
Wait for a minute
Slip your hip
Nod your head, push out your lips
Thank god for me
Ain't nothin', been funky since ′73
My better is better than your better
[?] and stick together
Holly holly hood don′t need fair weather
Baby, we can make it shine for free
I'm top notch, top shelf
Let′s see em, what else
Hit the kiss from the top of your leg[?]
[?] recipe for free
Whether I
Step on the stage or I step on the street
They don't make brothers like me
A brand new heavy[?] on the retro scene
And on four strings, baby I′m the king
If you watch these fingers
Watch these feet
¡Ándale!
I ain't got speed
Epa, epa, mama, gringa
Right under my sheets
Come out the cave like a giant
You never knew I was here
Imma take this five minute song
To make one thing real clear
I′m rock steady, walk tall
Ain't nothing wrong with a know-it-all
It ain't my fault this world′s too small
So someone just pass me the ball
Look what I've become
I′m high, high, higher
[?] young lion
Set me free
Let me run
Everybody step to the right
[?] high side
[?] and more
Well here comes roar
What more can you ask for
Wait for a minute
Slip your hip
Nod your head, push out your lips
Thank god for me
Ain't nothin', been funky since ′73
My better is better than your better
[?] and stick together
Holly holly hood don′t need fair weather
Baby, we can make it shine for free
I'm top notch, top shelf
Let′s see em, what else
Hit the kiss from the top of your leg[?]
[?] recipe for free
Whether I
Step on the stage or I step on the street
They don't make brothers like me
A brand new heavy[?] on the retro scene
And on four strings, baby I′m the king
If you watch these fingers
Watch these feet
¡Ándale!
I ain't got speed
Epa, epa, mama, gringa
Right under my sheets
Come out the cave like a giant
You never knew I was here
Imma take this five minute song
To make one thing real clear
I′m rock steady, walk tall
Ain't nothing wrong with a know-it-all
It ain't my fault this world′s too small
So someone just pass me the ball
Writer(s): Abraham Miles Mosley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com