Oh What A Night

This is dedicated to the 6.1.9.

These other vatos had theirs, and now it's my time

No kick a beat, smooth suavecito

To all you fine Chicanas, Lil' Rob estoy mejito

Thumping the oldies

It's me Lil' Rob, and the Brown Crowd homies

Turn up the volume, yah Natural High

I smile for my friends and later on I'll cry

For La Raza, because we're killing off each other

It's sad, damn there goes another

But we don't need that cuz tonight is our night

The Brown Crowd night and everything will be alright

So get up the Crowd, and do the Brown thing

Let's cruise, no need to gang-bang

So get ready, dressed to impress

Because you gotta make this night your very best

Not just another night on the town

It's the Brown Crowd, Chicano and proud and proud to be Brown

So when you're cruising in your lowrider

Let down the back and put the front a little higher

And now you're rolling TJ ready

Just be yourself holmes, no need to be fake

Because everyone out here just having a good time

Oh what a night in the 6.1.9.

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It's a nice night so I drop the top

Hynas tripping out when my 62 rocks

Pop the Proper Dos, simon Mexican Power

Everybody's cruising about five miles per hour

Lift up the back, drop the front, the frame scrapes

Cars in a spark show because it had sprayed case

But saves que, is what I'm gonna do

Don't want to doubt finest, la la la means I love you

Cuz when you're cruising with Rob you're cruising to all the bad jams

I hit my switches up and then it slams

Up goes the front, the back drops down

Continental kicks, dipping the ground

All the hynas checking out the Brown Crowd

Because we got the Brown Crowd bumping loud

That's when we see some fine ass hynas walking

So I pulled up to the curb and said "Hey girl, you wanna jump in?"

They said "Yeah," so I said "Orale"

That's for my homeboy Negro cuz es muy chate

I said "Just jump in the ride"

Cuz tonight's oh what a night and things about to get live

Now cruising with the hynas but still cruising with the homies

Turn up the volume, still cruising with the oldies

Tonight belongs to me holmes, it's mine

Oh what a night in the 61-bad-ass-9

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Now there is no better way to end oh what a night

Then to kick it with some fine ass hynas that you like

And me being from Diego, take a word from the wise

All the hynas in the 6.1.9. are nothing but cuties pies

That's when this hyna whispers in my ear

And tells me things that make me glad that I'm still here

Put on my Brown Crowd jacket so that I don't freeze

Pop in the tape, The Best of The Tempries

Looking at this hyna, I'm gonna play my hunch

That's when this hyna tells me that I beat her to the punch

Threw on Mary Wells cuz that's the thing to do

I said "I beat you to the punch cuz I'm the one who really loves you"

The Brown Crowd gots game, I don't mean to be bragging

Even though some hynas don't like the pantalones sagging

I still seem to have fun

They call me stuborn cuz I won't pull my pants up for no one

My ranfla's getting hot, it's time to rest my ride

So what are we to do? I guess go watch the tide

So me and her are walking on the beach kicking up sand

That's when she lets me know that she's a Brown Crowd fan

Kicking out my plan, no longer willing

Cuz right now it's all about time for confessing the feeling

Now what happens next, homeboy nevermind

Oh what a night in the 6.1.9.

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In the 6.1.9.

Oh what a night