Break of family, break some family
It’s all out of control but
Break of family, break some family
Clearly talking ‘bout moi
Come here, baby, by my side, you don’t know what is alright!
It’s all out of control, so you’ll never fall in love
Told your mama you don’t like, I just want to be your guide!
It’s all out of control, so you’ll never fall in love
Last supper, grass hopper,
Bill Lupper ran a champagne club
In this locker with his mother
Chris Tucker felt like giant bud
Taken from AlbumSongAndLyrics.comDare coming to our hopeless fog
It’s not easy to feel at all
Need Xanax just to pay the move
the move, the move