Lyrics to 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