I-Lighter Shade of Brown/Crazy Joe

I (feat. Crazy Joe) - Lighter Shade of Brown Hi this is huggy boy This is going 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 brewsky Gave ol' 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 funday Back to business as usual come Monday At the park everything went real smooth On a Sunday afternoon We were chillin' at the park Just waiting for the sun to go down It was me and shylo and the homies A lighter shade of brown on a Sunday afternoon I said chill, all the vatos in the park stay ill Playing horseshoes to win the bill Carnisata nappin' on the grill so now we eat The cops cruise by looking for the boos But what ruben had was plainly simply apple juice Coming up short just like a fool Went 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 brownie was stackin' And all the vatos are looking for some action yeah We were chillin' at the park Just waiting for the sun to go down on a Sunday afternoon It was me and Shylo 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 yeah we had a good day Pack the stuff off and we was on our way Yo mackin' the brownies as we all cut em off at the pass But the all actin' soft as we pulled up They was actin' all shy to us But essays yo wanna know who's the flyest We bowed out and jimmy hassler passed out Una sta feo so hey yo pimps 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, down to the ground I know they be watching me smooth chillin' Just kickin' it with the top down, down to the ground I pump it up for you Smooth chillin' just kickin' it With the top down, down to the ground I know they be watching me smooth chilliin Just kickin'' it with the top down, down to the ground I pump it up for you smooth Smooth just chillin' on a Sunday afternoon