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Third Day Mama

but still [Chorus] Take a walk through my hood And everything seems to be a-o.k See my niggas on the block still hustling Living life, day by day Don

It was the third of September; that day I'll always remember, 'cause that was the day that my daddy died. I never got a chance to see him; never heard

] And we like to floss, all my diamonds gloss I represent the dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third

It was the third of June, another sleepy dusty Delta day I was out choppin' cotton and my brother was bailin' hay And at dinner time we stopped and walked

eight years ago, don't act like you don't know We were sittin' at home in your mama's livin' room ?cause We couldn't be alone See your mama knew I was

i ever pay for mickey, Grade A Got you stuck on my elevator Get it up on my elevator Check it out My First Floor Stuck on the door nigger Second Floor stuck on the dimepeice Third

now the sugar dick daddy's got to do without you I guess I'll proceed to the next I'm going to miss your eyes, your smile and, of course, the sex From the very first day

chest. I know that violence Dont fix drama, if you wanna have that good karma go ask your Mama! did you uncover your third eye? Tilo - yeah! and utilized

It was the third of September. That day I'll always remember, yes I will. 'Cause that was the day that my daddy died. Oooh, I never got a chance to see