Now though I was only a young buck, I was still trying to kick it Having a gang of fun and much too young to be 'Cause when I was you know we didn't have cars It was double ride the peg nuts or hop on the handle bars
And we went and bought a gang of balloons And had a balloon fight that lasted until the night after that we played some hide and go get it With the neighborhood home girls, enough to be with it
All in fun and and keeping it cool But my my, when kicking it, time 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 'Cause to be able to the next day was okay On a mission to hit up the neighbor's fruit Just a bunch of chillin', enjoying the summer breeze
breeze, flowing like the wind Boy you need to know that you got a and I'll always be here Summer breeze, like the wind Boy you need to know that you got a friend and always be here
Now I'm growing some fuzz, getting older 17 or 18 And the thing I know is to stay clean T-shirt, short pants, on spotless I was even old to buy me a cutlass
Saw a vehicle to ride around town, with the hoes and Roll down the window and mack to the one who's Yo, them biker is looking kinda right on you My name is DJ Quik and my is having a barbecue
Before I my whole sentence complete she was off the bus stop and in my passenger seat And we was to the westside, stopped at the store To get some bulls farm because make 'em kick it a little more
And at the spot, you know that was kicking The pig on the grill and so the day was But night my girl was tipsy and was ready to skeeze But I even trip, too busy jocking the summer breeze
breeze, flowing like the wind Boy you need to know that you got a 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
Now I'm 23 and I the times when We was chillin' 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 homies get buried in them they put 'em into And then I read a letter from upstate, from my G-Wayne Who's been locked up '87, '88
And it really ain't nothing fly it So he go 'I'm a stay strong or I'm a down and simply cry about it' And it seem like things just ain't gon' be right I gotta thank my creator for me sleep last night
And wake me up in the because I shutter to think That be me dead or locked away in the clink So I'm lifting my homies spirits as as the trees And I can even him calling me, in the summer breeze
Summer breeze, flowing like the Boy you need to 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 and I'll always be here
Summer breeze, flowing the wind Boy you need to know 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 be here
Summer breeze, flowing like the Boy you need to that you got a friend and I'll always be here Summer breeze, like the wind Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll always be
Summer breeze, like the wind Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll be here Summer breeze, like the wind Boy you need to know you got a friend and I'll always be here Summer