I remember Saturday mornings
Me waking up to mama in the kitchen cooking and spam cooking
I was just a young dude, watching morning cartoons, waitin� for mama to braid my hair
I used to hate to get it done, cause she braid it too tight
My mama always gave a style she knew I would like, and then
I would go outside and play, she�d sit on the front porch
While me and Rob played ball

With the little money that she made
She took the bed and made it all okay
Nights wit the dickies, when we had to stay there
Always held it down, so I gotta thank you now