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 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 Funday

Back To Business As Usual Come Monday

At The Park Everything Went Real Smooth...

On A Sunday Afternoon



(Chorus)

We Were Chillin At The Park

Just Waiting For The Sun To Go Down

It Was Me Shylo 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)

Carnisata Nappin On The Grill(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

Its 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



(Chorus)



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(ahh Yeah)

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 Whos The Flyest