On a Sunday Afternoon

Hi, this is Huggy Boy

This is goin' out to all the homies on a Sunday afternoon

Sittin' in the park on a Sunday afternoon

Me and the crew just jammin' the oldy tune

Sippin' on a cold bottle of brewski

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

Busted out the ice chest

Phil popped the cooler

Elia P drunk brew, nothin' better to do

Mike, his cup, yo was filled with bird

J Smooth had a cold glass too, you know it, word

Girls at the place preparin' the food

The sky was clear and the weather was cool

Kids at the playground playin' on the merry go round

All the cars cruisin', bumpin' their funky sound

'Cause it's Sunday last day for a funday

Back to business as usual come Monday

At the park everythin' went real smooth

On a Sunday Afternoon

We were chillin' in the park

Just waitin' 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

All the vatos in the park stay ill

Playin' horseshoes to win the bill

Carne Asada slappin' on the grill

So now we eat

The cops cruise by lookin' for the booze

But what Ruben was plainly simply apple juice

Comin' up short just like a fool

Went back to his car with nothin' he could do

All the cars in the parkin' lot low profilin'

Everywhere you look you see somebody stylin'

Cars with lifts rollin' deep with boomin' sounds

It's a good time to cruise around

In the parkin' lot where the brownie was stackin'

And all the vatos were lookin' for some action, yeah

We were chillin' in the park

Just waitin' 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 (Ah, yeah)

Yeah, we had a good day

Packed our 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 were actin' all shy to us

But eses, yo, wanna know who's the flyest

We bowed out and Jimmy Hassler passed out

Una esta fea, so hey yo pimps jacked out

Comin' up short, they give 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 rollin', yeah, lookin' real smooth

'Cause cruisin' wittier is how we ended our afternoon

Smooth chillin'

Just kickin' it

With the top down low to the ground

I know they be watchin' me

Smooth chillin'

Just kickin' it

With the top down low to the ground

I pump it up for you

Smooth, smooth

Just chillin'

On a Sunday Afternoon

Oh, pump it up for you

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