Bandit - Sunday Morning lyrics

[DTTX] I woke up yawnin' And it's another Sunday mornin' Mom's cooking on the stove And you know where I'm goin' back to the park Know we gonna stay till it get dark Homey's cruisin they rides because they rides is sharp Hittin' switches, lookin at all the fly shi... Drinkin what we drinkin and you know it ain't apple juice Remember those days when we used to kick it From cruisin on with you late late when we kick it Paint the flex, and never wanna go home Even when the streets lights came on We still rode till dawn Three wheel motion, slidin' and coastin' Smell the Bar-Be-Que kids running around just acting like fools It's all good cause it's easy like a Sunday Sunshine at sunrise, rollin' down a oneway all day And you know it's how we liven it up And everybody got love and they given it up come on [Chorus: Bizz] Let's take it easy Easy, easy, easy Like they do every Sunday morning Easy, easy, easy 2x [Point Blank] Everybody just chill, carne asada on the grill Pop the top on the Cuervo, me and the homey's keep it real Early Sunday morning waitin for these ladies to come No guns, nothin' but fun, one love underneath the Sun See it's not where you from but how you kick it Remember back in da days [DTTX] On a Sunday Afternoon Me and the crew, just jammin' the oldie tune The weather was cool and the sky was blue [Point Blank] Daily spinning, hit the fire, chasing pretty woman Stack loot, and tryna live life flush like crushed lemon From the beginning to the end this Mexican always puts it down Point Blank with the Lighter Shade Of Brown Low rides squeak the ground with this pound With familia all around is how we all get down No scrappin' you know it happenin' Keep the heat burning, rainy or stormy And keep it easy like Sunday Morning [Chorus] [Bandit] I remember those Sunday Morning, shine up the ride Puff the good feel cause we chill all night Hit the streets from (?) to Manobello Bumpin them oldies and everybody's mellow Roll down the window, feel the cool air breeze Invision all the homey's around making g's Let's kick on that Sunday cause tomorrow's Monday L.A. liven homey cause it's the realest homey From Glocks to blocks all the streets be hot Tricks jock chrome spinnin' if your car is hot Bumping down, side to side pancaken the street System bangin' down the Paramount with cops by me Phat Bandit with the homey D double T On a Sunday marinate and rollin through streets No tickets played it cool, just got a warning Cause everybody's laid back on a Sunday Morning [Chorus]