Eliza Neals Livin With Yo Mama
Livin With Yo Mama
When I first met you boy you were lookin so fine
Dressed up spectacular buyin expensive wine
Now I call you up so we can be alone
Whose this woman answering your phone
Chorus
Livin with yo mama
C'mon boy that ain't cool
Livin with yo mama
C'mon tell me the truth
So I drove over to see if it was true
I saw your Mama standing next to you
You had a trash bag in your right hand
She smacked you in the head then
You took it to the can
Chorus
Livin with yo mama
C'mon boy that ain't cool
Livin with yo mama
C'mon tell me the truth
Oh yeah
Guitar solo
So I pulled my car right up to the curb
You got to know this boy I was so disturbed
Playin out this game your playin me for a fool
Your Mama told me boy you never graduated highschool
Chorus
Livin with yo mama
C'mon boy that ain't cool
Livin with yo mama
C'mon tell me the truth Oh yeah
Livin with yo mama
C'mon boy that ain't cool
Livin with yo mama
C'mon tell me the truth
Oh yeah
