On A Sunday Afternoon

Sittin' in the park on a Sunday afternoon
 Me and the crew just jammin' the oldie tune
 Sippin' on a cold bottle of brewsky
 Gave O' a swig, he passed it back to me
 Right about then, up came some of the homies
 Mike, Elia P, J Smooth, Phil and Larry
 Bustin' out the ice chest, Phil popped the cooler
 Elia P drunk brew nothing better to do
 Mike his cup yo is filled with bird
 J Smooth had a cold glass to you know it word
 Girls at the place just preparing the food
 The sky was clear and the weather was cool
 Kids at the playground playing on the merry-go-round
 All the cars cruisin', bumpin' their funky sound
 'Cause it's Sunday, last day for a fun day
 Back to business as usual come Monday
 At the park, everything went real smooth
 On a Sunday afternoon
 We were chillin' in the park
 Just waiting for the sun to go down (on a Sunday afternoon)
 It was me Shiro and the homies
 A Lighter Shade of Brown (on a Sunday afternoon)
 I said chill (chill)
 All the vatos in the park stay ill (ill)
 Playing horseshoes to win the bill (bill)
 A carne asada lappin' on the grill (grill)
 So now we eat
 The cops cruise by looking for the booze
 But what Ruben had was plainly simply apple juice
 Coming up short just like a fool
 Hopped back to his car with nothing he could do
 All the cars in the parking lot low profiling
 And everywhere you look, you see somebody styling
 Cars would listen, rolling deep with booming sounds
 It's a good time to cruise around
 In the parking lot where the brownies was stackin'
 And all the vatos were looking for some action yeah
 We were chillin' in the park
 Just waiting for the sun to go down (on a Sunday afternoon)
 It was me Shiro and the homies
 A Lighter Shade of Brown (on a Sunday afternoon)
 Well the sun was set, and it began to get dark
 And we were gettin ready to leave the park
 We had a good time (aww yeah)
 Yeah, we had a good day
 Pack the stuff up and we was on our way
 Yo, mackin' the brownies as we all cut 'em off at the pass
 But they was all actin' soft as we pulled up
 They was actin' all shy to us
 But eses, yo wanna know who's the fliest
 We found out and Jimmy Hassler passed out
 Una esta fea, so hey yo, pimps you jacked out
 Coming up short, they gave us no run
 So yo homies, consider this a dry one
 Time to cruise the boulevard
 Time to have, I'm guaranteed to find a brownie while the night is young
 We were rolling
 Yeah, looking real smooth
 'Cause cruising Whittier is how we ended our afternoon
 Smooth chillin', just kickin' it
 With the top down, low to the ground
 I know they be watching me smooth chilliin'
 Just kickin' it with the top down, low to the ground
 I pump it up for you, smooth
 Smooth (on a Sunday afternoon)
 Just chillin' on a Sunday afternoon
 
 Sittin' in the park on a Sunday afternoon
 Me and the crew just jammin' the oldie tune
 Sippin' on a cold bottle of brewsky
 Gave O' a swig, he passed it back to me
 Right about then, up came some of the homies
 Mike, Elia P, J Smooth, Phil and Larry
 Bustin' out the ice chest, Phil popped the cooler
 Elia P drunk brew nothing better to do
 Mike his cup yo is filled with bird
 J Smooth had a cold glass to you know it word
 Girls at the place just preparing the food
 The sky was clear and the weather was cool
 Kids at the playground playing on the merry-go-round
 All the cars cruisin', bumpin' their funky sound
 'Cause it's Sunday, last day for a fun day
 Back to business as usual come Monday
 At the park, everything went real smooth
 On a Sunday afternoon
 We were chillin' in the park
 Just waiting for the sun to go down (on a Sunday afternoon)
 It was me Shiro and the homies
 A Lighter Shade of Brown (on a Sunday afternoon)
 I said chill (chill)
 All the vatos in the park stay ill (ill)
 Playing horseshoes to win the bill (bill)
 A carne asada lappin' on the grill (grill)
 So now we eat
 The cops cruise by looking for the booze
 But what Ruben had was plainly simply apple juice
 Coming up short just like a fool
 Hopped back to his car with nothing he could do
 All the cars in the parking lot low profiling
 And everywhere you look, you see somebody styling
 Cars would listen, rolling deep with booming sounds
 It's a good time to cruise around
 In the parking lot where the brownies was stackin'
 And all the vatos were looking for some action yeah
 We were chillin' in the park
 Just waiting for the sun to go down (on a Sunday afternoon)
 It was me Shiro and the homies
 A Lighter Shade of Brown (on a Sunday afternoon)
 Well the sun was set, and it began to get dark
 And we were gettin ready to leave the park
 We had a good time (aww yeah)
 Yeah, we had a good day
 Pack the stuff up and we was on our way
 Yo, mackin' the brownies as we all cut 'em off at the pass
 But they was all actin' soft as we pulled up
 They was actin' all shy to us
 But eses, yo wanna know who's the fliest
 We found out and Jimmy Hassler passed out
 Una esta fea, so hey yo, pimps you jacked out
 Coming up short, they gave us no run
 So yo homies, consider this a dry one
 Time to cruise the boulevard
 Time to have, I'm guaranteed to find a brownie while the night is young
 We were rolling
 Yeah, looking real smooth
 'Cause cruising Whittier is how we ended our afternoon
 Smooth chillin', just kickin' it
 With the top down, low to the ground
 I know they be watching me smooth chilliin'
 Just kickin' it with the top down, low to the ground
 I pump it up for you, smooth
 Smooth (on a Sunday afternoon)
 Just chillin' on a Sunday afternoon