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