D.J. Sir Crown - Oh What a Night lyrics

Oh what a night [Verse 1: Lil' Rob] This is dedicated to the 619 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, yeah Natural High I smile for my friends and later on I'll cry For La Raza because we're k**ing 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 g**n 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 619 [Chorus] *scratches* ..oh what a.. ..oh what a.. ..oh what a night.. [Verse 2: Lil' Rob] 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 a** 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-a**-9 [Chorus] *scratches* ..oh what a.. ..oh what a.. ..oh what a night.. [Verse 3: Lil' Rob] Now there is no better way to end oh what a night Then to kick it with some fine a** hynas that you like And me being from Diego, take a word from the wise All the hynas in the 619 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 619 [Chorus] *scratches* ..oh what a.. ..oh what a.. ..oh what a night.. In the 619 Oh what a night