Now even 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 thirteen you know we have cars It was either double ride the peg nuts or hop on the handle
And we went and bought a gang of balloons And had a water fight that lasted until the night Then after that we played some and go get it With the neighborhood home girls, enough to be with it
All in fun and games and keeping it But my my, you're kicking it, time flys by 'Cause every a minute and every minute's a sec And if I came home late my moms would my neck, yeah
But I not the whoopings I got to be able to play the next day was okay On a to hit up the neighbor's fruit trees Just a bunch of chillin', enjoying the summer breeze
Summer breeze, 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 you got a friend and I'll always be here
Now I'm growing some fuzz, older like 17 or 18 And the only I know is to stay clean T-shirt, short pants, on spotless I was even old enough to buy me a
Saw a vehicle to around town, play with the hoes and Roll down the and mack to the one who's chosen Yo, biker pants is looking kinda right on you My name is DJ Quik and my is having a barbecue
Before I finish my whole complete Yeah she was off the bus and in my passenger seat And we was to the westside, stopped at the store To get some farm because that make '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 and was ready to skeeze But I didn't even trip, too jocking the summer breeze
Summer breeze, flowing the wind 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 and I'll always be here
Now I'm 23 and I remember the times We was chillin' like villains and have no nines Like when we used to mob to beaches to it and swim Now I hang around and watch the come in
And I'm thinking how many funerals been to Watching all my homies get 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 ain't nothing fly about it So he go 'I'm a stay strong or I'm a break down and cry about it' And when it seem like things just gon' be right I gotta thank my creator for letting me last night
And wake me up in the because I shutter to think could 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 the wind Boy you need to know that you got a friend and always be here breeze, flowing 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 know that you got a friend and always be here Summer breeze, flowing like the 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 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 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 always be here Summer