Now though I was only a young buck, I was still trying to kick it Having a gang of fun and too young to be wicked '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 balloon fight that lasted until the Then after that we played some and go get it With the neighborhood girls, dumb enough to be with it
All in fun and and keeping it cool But my my, when you're kicking it, flys by 'Cause every hour's a and every minute's a sec And if I came home late my would ring my neck, yeah
But I regret not the I got to be able to play the next day was okay On a mission to hit up the fruit trees Just a bunch of chillin', enjoying the summer breeze
breeze, flowing like the wind Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll always be Summer breeze, flowing like the Boy you need to know that you got a friend and I'll be here
Now I'm growing some fuzz, getting older 17 or 18 And the only thing I know is to clean T-shirt, short pants, on spotless I was even old to buy me a cutlass
Saw a to ride around town, play with the hoes and Roll the window and mack to the one who's chosen Yo, them biker pants is looking kinda 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 bulls farm because that 'em kick it a little more
And at the spot, you know that chicken was The pig on the grill and so the day was But that night my girl was tipsy and was to skeeze But I didn't even trip, too busy 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
Now I'm 23 and I remember the times We was chillin' like villains and didn't no nines Like we used to mob to beaches to kick it and swim Now I hang around and watch the tides in
And I'm thinking how many funerals been to all my homies get buried in them boxes they put 'em into And then I read a letter from upstate, from my homie been locked up since '87, '88
And it really ain't nothing fly 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 for letting me sleep last night
And wake me up in the morn because I to think That could be me or locked away in the clink So I'm lifting my homies spirits as tall as the And I can even hear him 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 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 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 to know 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 I'll be here
Summer breeze, flowing the wind Boy you to know that you got a friend and I'll always be here Summer breeze, like the wind Boy you need to know you got a friend and I'll always be here breeze