to survive In iration They say roots Natty roots Dread Binghi dread I and I are the roots Some are wolf In sheep's clothing Whoa, look at that Many are called
a drink, you walked by in tight ass jeans, gave me and my homies a wink. when i see that booty poppin out it do somethin strange to me. like a full boned wear wolf
pull the trigger But I've cried wolf a thousand times I wish you could feel as bad as I do I have lost my mind It's all your fault, you called me beautiful
election, I don't care, election Let's give that wolf a lethal injection Let's get him, let's get that wolf Let's get him, let's get that wolf Let's
call the doctor, put me inside Put me inside, put me inside Put me inside, put me inside I keep the wolf from the door but he calls me up Calls me on
be played by a bassoon ... Three French horns play the part of ... uhm ... three French horns ... uh ... (The Wolf! It's the Wolf!) Right ! The Wolf. Seymour the Wolf
coming. I mean, the story is called, `Peter and the Wolf'. We couldn't very well call it, `Peter and the Wolf' if there wasn't any wolf, could we? Huh
to Baby, baby, I need you tonight Your love's coming to me like a wolf howling at the moon But that just doesn't do me if I can get you soon I'm calling
breaks out loud Lust is in cages Till storm breaks loose Just have to make it With someone I choose The night is calling I have to go The wolf is hungry
out loud Lust is in cages, till storm breaks loose Just have to make it with someone I choose The night is calling, I have to go The wolf is hungry,
my nigga call, check my messages Yeah this P To erase this message press seven, to save it press nine Styles: Pick up ya goddamn phone man, I keep tryin to call
in denial We felt a lot of jealousy from the very start Your so-called friends kept tryin to tear us apart They used to tell you all kinda lies Just like a wolf
Now listen to me baby Before I love and leave you They call me heart breaker I don't wanna deceive you If you fall for me I'm not easy to please I'm
story. thats another fukin story well we get to that later u dont kno what ur in for , and call me mr.data or u can call me its the greatest or for short
I'm looking, looking for you with my flashlight I'm searching from in the high or down the ocean And I pace myself in reason Gain the wolf, gain the wolf
, the trees, the ornamental leaves And the boy cried wolf Wolf don't come Wolf within Boy cried wolf In the ancient mold where they're dancin' down Calling