Текст песни Lighter Shade of Brown - On a Sunday Afternoon
Lighter Shade of Brown - On a Sunday Afternoon слова песни
Hi this is Huggy BoyThis is going out to all the homies on a Sunday afternoonSittin in the park on a Sunday afternoonMe and the crew just jammin the oldy tuneSippin on a cold bottle of brewskyGave O’ a swig he passed it back to meRight about then up came some of the homiesMike, Elia P, J Smooth, Phil and LarryBustin out the ice chest Phil popped the coolerElia P drunk brew nothing better to doMike his cup yo is filled with birdJ Smooth had a cold glass to you know it wordGirls at the place just preparing the foodThe sky was clear and the weather was coolKids at the playground playing on the merry go roundAll the cars cruisin bumpin their funky soundCause it’s Sunday last day for a fundayBack to business as usual come MondayAt the park everything went real smooth...On a Sunday afternoon(Chorus)We were chillin at the parkJust waiting for the sun to go downIt was me Shylo and the homiesA 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)Carnisata nappin on the grill(grill)So now we eatThe cops cruise by looking for the boosBut what Ruben had was plainly simply apple juiceComing up short just like a foolWent back to his car with nothing he could doAll the cars in the parking lot low profilingAnd everywhere you look you see somebody stylingCars would listen rolling deep with booming soundsIts a good time to cruise aroundIn the parking lot where the brownie was stackinAnd all the vatos are looking for some action yeah(Chorus)Well the sun was set and it began to get darkAnd we were gettin ready to leave the parkWe had a good time(ahh yeah)Yeah we had a good dayPack the stuff off and we was on our wayYo mackin the brownies as we all cut em off at the passBut the all actin soft as we pulled upThey was actin all shy to usBut essays yo wanna know whos the flyestWe bowed out and Jimmy Hassler passed outUna sta feo so hey yo pimps jacked outComing up short they gave us no runSo yo homies consider this a dry oneTime to cruise the boulevardTime to have I’m guaranteed to find a brownie while the night is youngWe were rolling yeah looking real smoothCause cruising Whittier is how we ended our afternoonSmooth chillin just kickin itWith the top down, down to the groundI know they be watching me smooth chilliinJust kickin it with the top down, down to the groundI pump it up for you...smoothSmmooooooth just chillin on a Sunday afternoon