Future:
Well Jimmy moved in with his mother
Coz he ain't got no place to go
B-Rabbit:
And now i'm right back in the gutter
With a garbage bag that's full of clothes
Future:
Cuz you live at home in a trailer
What the hell you gonna do
(yee-hah!)
B-Rabbit
Cuz I live at home in a trailer
Mom I'm comin' home to you
Well my name is Jimmy
He's name's Greg Buel
Me him an' you, - we went to the same school
This ain't cool... I'm in a rage
He's tappin' my mom and we're almost the same age
On the microphone I drop bombs
Look at this car... 'Thanks a lot, Mom!'
"Here and happy birthday Rabbit! Here's a brand new car, you can have it. A 1928 Delta..."
This shit won't even get me to the shelter
And I can't even stand for motel
Cuz i'm back in the 8-1-0 now
Cos I live at home in a trailer
Mom i'm coming home to you
Writer(s): Ronnie van Zant, Gary Robert Rossington, Edward C. King, W. Axl Rose
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