| Hi this is Huggy Boy
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| This is going out to all the homies on a Sunday afternoon
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| Sittin in the park on a Sunday afternoon
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| Me and the crew just jammin the oldy tune
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| Sipping on a cold bottle of brewsky
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| Gave O' a swig he passed it back to me
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| Right about then up came some of the homies
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| Mike, Elia P, J Smooth, Phil and Larry
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| Bustin out the ice chest, Phil popped the cooler
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| Elia P drunk brew nothing better to do
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| Mike his cup yo is filled with bird
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| J Smooth had a cold glass to you know it word
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| Girls at the place just preparing the food
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| The sky was clear and the weather was cool
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| Kids at the playground playing on the merry go round
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| All the cars cruisin bumpin their funky sound
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| Cause it’s Sunday last day for a funday
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| Back to business as usual come Monday
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| At the park everything went real smooth…
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| On a Sunday afternoon
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| We were chillin at the park
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| Just waiting for the sun to go down
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| It was me Shiro and the homies
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| A Lighter Shade of Brown (On a Sunday afternoon)
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| I said chill (chill)
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| All the vatos in the park stay ill (ill) |
| Playing horseshoes to win the bill (bill)
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| Carne Asada slappin on the grill (grill)
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| So now we eat
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| The cops cruise by looking for the booze
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| But what Ruben had was plainly simply apple juice
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| Coming up short just like a fool
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| Went back to his car with nothing he could do
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| All the cars in the parking lot low profiling
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| And everywhere you look you see somebody styling
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| Cars with lifts rolling deep with booming sounds
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| Its a good time to cruise around
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| In the parking lot where the brownie was stacking
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| And all the vatos are looking for some action yeah
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| Well the sun was set and it began to get dark
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| And we were getting ready to leave the park
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| We had a good time (ahh yeah)
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| Yeah we had a good day
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| Pack the stuff off and we was on our way
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| Yo mackin the brownies as we all cut em off at the pass
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| But the all actin soft as we pulled up
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| They was actin all shy to us
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| But eses, yo wanna know who’s the flyest
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| We found out and Jimmy hats were passed out
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| Una esta fea so hey yo Peps, you jacked out
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| Coming up short they gave us no run |
| So yo homies consider this a dry one
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| Time to cruise the boulevard, time to have
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| I’m guaranteed to find a brownie while the night is young
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| We were rolling, yeah looking real smooth
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| Cause cruising Whittier is how we ended our afternoon
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| Smooth chillin, just kickin it
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| With the top down, down to the ground
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| I know they be watching me smooth chilliing
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| Just kickin it with the top down, down to the ground
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| I pump it up for you… smooth
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| Smmooooooth just chillin on a Sunday afternoon |