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Now even though I was only a buck, I was still trying to kick it
a gang of fun and much too young to be wicked
'Cause when I was thirteen you know we have cars
It was either ride the peg nuts or hop on the handle bars

And then we went and a gang of balloons
And had a water balloon fight that until the night
Then after that we played some and go get it
With the neighborhood home girls, dumb enough to be it

All in fun and games and it cool
But my my, when you're kicking it, flys by
every hour's a minute and every minute's a sec
And if I came late my moms would ring my neck, yeah

But I not the whoopings I got
to be able to play the next day was okay
On a mission to hit up the neighbor's trees
Just a bunch of chillin', enjoying the summer breeze

Summer breeze, like the wind
Boy you need to know you got a friend and I'll always be here
Summer breeze, flowing the wind
Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll always be

Now I'm some fuzz, getting older like 17 or 18
And the only thing I know is to clean
T-shirt, short pants, on spotless
I was even old enough to buy me a

Saw a vehicle to ride around town, play with the and
Roll down the window and to the one who's chosen
Yo, biker pants is looking kinda right on you
My name is DJ and my homies is having a barbecue

Before I finish my whole sentence
Yeah she was off the bus stop and in my seat
And we was sliding to the westside, stopped at the
To get some bulls farm because that make 'em kick it a little

And at the spot, you know chicken was kicking
The pig on the and so the day was chill
But that night my girl was tipsy and was to skeeze
But I didn't even trip, too busy the summer breeze

Summer breeze, flowing the wind
Boy you need to know you got a friend and I'll always be here
Summer breeze, flowing the wind
Boy you need to know that you got a friend and always be here

Now I'm 23 and I the times when
We was like villains and didn't have no nines
Like when we used to mob to to kick it and swim
Now I hang around and watch the tides in

And I'm how many funerals I've been to
Watching all my get buried in them boxes they put 'em into
And then I a letter from upstate, from my homie G-Wayne
Who's been up since '87, '88

And it really nothing fly about it
So he go 'I'm a stay or I'm a break down and simply cry about it'
And when it seem like things just ain't gon' be
I gotta thank my creator for letting me sleep night

And me up in the morn because I shutter to think
That could be me dead or locked in the clink
So I'm my homies spirits as tall as the trees
And I can even hear him me, in the summer breeze

Summer breeze, like the wind
Boy you need to that you got a friend and I'll always be here
breeze, flowing like the wind
Boy you need to know that you got a friend and always be here

Summer breeze, flowing the wind
Boy you need to know that you got a friend and always be here
Summer breeze, flowing like the
Boy you to know that you got a friend and I'll always be here

Summer breeze, flowing like the
Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll always be
Summer breeze, flowing the wind
Boy you need to know you got a friend and I'll always be here

Summer breeze, flowing the wind
Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll be here
Summer breeze, like the wind
Boy you to know that you got a friend and I'll always be here
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