Now even though I was a young buck, I was still trying to kick it Having a gang of fun and much too to be wicked 'Cause when I was thirteen you know we didn't cars It was either double ride the peg nuts or hop on the bars
And then we and bought a gang of balloons And had a water balloon fight that lasted until the Then that we played some hide 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, when you're kicking it, time by 'Cause every hour's a minute and minute's a sec And if I came home late my moms would ring my neck,
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, flowing like the 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 always be here
Now I'm growing some fuzz, older like 17 or 18 And the only thing I is to stay clean T-shirt, short pants, Nike's on I was old enough to buy me a cutlass
Saw a to ride around town, play with the hoes and Roll down the window and to the one who's chosen Yo, them biker pants is looking kinda on you My is DJ Quik and my homies is having a barbecue
Before I finish my whole complete Yeah she was off the bus stop and in my passenger And we was sliding to the westside, at the store 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 night my girl was tipsy and was ready to skeeze But I didn't even trip, too busy the summer breeze
Summer breeze, 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 and I'll always be here
Now I'm 23 and I remember the when We was chillin' villains and didn't 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 I've to Watching all my homies get buried in them boxes put 'em into And then I read a letter upstate, from my homie G-Wayne Who's been up since '87, '88
And it ain't nothing fly about it So he go a stay strong or I'm a break down and simply cry about it' And when it seem things just ain't gon' be right I gotta my creator for letting me sleep last night
And me up in the morn because I shutter to think could be me dead or locked away in the clink So I'm lifting my spirits as tall as the trees And I can even hear him me, in the summer breeze
Summer breeze, flowing the wind 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
breeze, flowing 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 need to know that you got a and I'll 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, like 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 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 breeze