Now even though I was only a young buck, I was still to kick it Having a of fun and much too young to be wicked 'Cause I was thirteen you know we didn't have cars It was either double ride the peg 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 some hide and go get it With the neighborhood home girls, enough to be with it
All in fun and games and it cool But my my, when you're kicking it, time by 'Cause every hour's a minute and every a sec And if I came home late my moms would my neck, yeah
But I regret not the I got 'Cause to be to play the next day was okay On a to hit up the neighbor's fruit trees Just a bunch of kids chillin', the summer breeze
Summer breeze, like the wind Boy you need to that you got a friend and I'll always be here Summer breeze, flowing the wind Boy you need to that you got a friend and I'll always be here
Now I'm growing some fuzz, older like 17 or 18 And the thing I know is to stay clean T-shirt, pants, Nike's on spotless I was even old to buy me a cutlass
Saw a vehicle to ride around town, play with the and Roll down the window and mack to the one chosen Yo, them biker pants is kinda right on you My is DJ Quik and my homies is having a barbecue
Before I finish my whole 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 that 'em kick it a little more
And at the spot, you know chicken was kicking The pig on the grill and so the day was But that night my girl was tipsy and was ready to But I didn't even trip, too jocking 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 you got a friend and I'll always be here
Now I'm 23 and I the times when We was like villains and didn't have no nines when we used to mob to beaches to kick it and swim Now I around and watch the tides come in
And I'm thinking how funerals I've been to all my homies get buried in them boxes they put 'em into And then I read a letter from upstate, my homie G-Wayne Who's been up since '87, '88
And it really ain't fly about it So he go 'I'm a stay or I'm a break down and simply cry about it' And when it like things just ain't gon' be right I gotta thank my creator for letting me last night
And wake me up in the morn because I to think That could be me dead or locked in the clink So I'm lifting my spirits as tall as the trees And I can even him calling me, in the summer breeze
breeze, flowing like the wind Boy you need to know that you got a friend and always be here Summer breeze, flowing like the Boy you need to know that you got a friend and always be here
Summer breeze, like the wind Boy you need to know that you got a and I'll always be here Summer breeze, flowing the wind Boy you to know 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 I'll be here Summer breeze, flowing like the Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll be here
breeze, flowing like 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 that you got a friend and I'll always be here breeze