DJ Quik - Summer Breeze lyrics
[DJ Quik - Summer Breeze lyrics]
Now even 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 wicked
Cause when I was thirteen you
Know we didn't have cars
It was either double ride the peg nuts
Or hop on the handle bars
And then we went and bought a
Gang of balloons and had
A water balloon fight that
Lasted until the night
Then after that we played some
"hide and go get it"
With the neighborhood homegirls dumb enough
To be with it
All in fun and games and keeping it cool
But my my, when you're kicking it
Time flys by cause every hour's a minute
And every minute's a sec
And if I'd came home late, my
Moms would ring my neck, yeah
But I regret not the whoopings I got
Cause to be able to play
The next day was okay on a mission
To hit up the neighbor's fruit trees
Just a bunch of kids chillin'
Enjoying the Summer Breeze
Summer breeze, flowing like the wind
Boy you need to know that you got a friend
It'll always be me (I'll always be here)
Now I'm growing some fuzz
Getting older like 17, 18
And the only thing I know is to stay clean
T-shirt, short pants, Nikes on spotless
I was even old enough to buy me a Cutlass
A little vehicle to ride around town
Play with the hoes and
Roll down the window and mack
To the one who's chosen
Yo, them biker pants is looking
Kinda right on you my name is DJ Quik and my
Homies is having a barbeque
Before I finish my whole sentence complete
She was off the bus stop
And in my passenger seat
And we was sliding to the Westside
Stopped at the store to get some? farm
Cause that make 'em kick it a little more
And at the spot
You know that chicken was kicking
The pig on the grill
And so the day was chill
But that night my girl was
Tipsy and ready to skeeze
But I didn't even trip
Too busy jocking the Summer Breeze
Summer breeze, flowing like the wind
Boy you need to know that you got a friend
It'll always be me (I'll always be here)
Now I'm 23 and I remember the times when
We was chillin' like villians and
Didn't have no nines
Like when we used to mob to
Beaches to kick it and swim
Now I hang around and watch the tides come in
And I'm thinking how many
Funerals I've been to
Watching all my homies get buried in
Them boxes they put 'em into
And then I read a letter from upstate
From my homie G Wayne
Who's been locked up since '87, '88
And it really ain't nothing fly about it
So he go "I'm a stay strong or I'm
A break down and simply cry about it"
And when it seem like things
Just ain't gon be right
I gotta thank my creator for
Letting me sleep last night
And wake me up in the morn
Cause I shutter to think
That could be me dead or
Locked away in the clink
So I'm lifting my homie's spirit's
As tall as the trees
And I can even hear him calling me
In the Summer Breeze
Summer breeze, flowing like the wind
Boy you need to know that you got a friend
I was still trying to kick it
Having a gang of fun and much
Too young to be wicked
Cause when I was thirteen you
Know we didn't have cars
It was either double ride the peg nuts
Or hop on the handle bars
And then we went and bought a
Gang of balloons and had
A water balloon fight that
Lasted until the night
Then after that we played some
"hide and go get it"
With the neighborhood homegirls dumb enough
To be with it
All in fun and games and keeping it cool
But my my, when you're kicking it
Time flys by cause every hour's a minute
And every minute's a sec
And if I'd came home late, my
Moms would ring my neck, yeah
But I regret not the whoopings I got
Cause to be able to play
The next day was okay on a mission
To hit up the neighbor's fruit trees
Just a bunch of kids chillin'
Enjoying the Summer Breeze
Summer breeze, flowing like the wind
Boy you need to know that you got a friend
It'll always be me (I'll always be here)
Now I'm growing some fuzz
Getting older like 17, 18
And the only thing I know is to stay clean
T-shirt, short pants, Nikes on spotless
I was even old enough to buy me a Cutlass
A little vehicle to ride around town
Play with the hoes and
Roll down the window and mack
To the one who's chosen
Yo, them biker pants is looking
Kinda right on you my name is DJ Quik and my
Homies is having a barbeque
Before I finish my whole sentence complete
She was off the bus stop
And in my passenger seat
And we was sliding to the Westside
Stopped at the store to get some? farm
Cause that make 'em kick it a little more
And at the spot
You know that chicken was kicking
The pig on the grill
And so the day was chill
But that night my girl was
Tipsy and ready to skeeze
But I didn't even trip
Too busy jocking the Summer Breeze
Summer breeze, flowing like the wind
Boy you need to know that you got a friend
It'll always be me (I'll always be here)
Now I'm 23 and I remember the times when
We was chillin' like villians and
Didn't have no nines
Like when we used to mob to
Beaches to kick it and swim
Now I hang around and watch the tides come in
And I'm thinking how many
Funerals I've been to
Watching all my homies get buried in
Them boxes they put 'em into
And then I read a letter from upstate
From my homie G Wayne
Who's been locked up since '87, '88
And it really ain't nothing fly about it
So he go "I'm a stay strong or I'm
A break down and simply cry about it"
And when it seem like things
Just ain't gon be right
I gotta thank my creator for
Letting me sleep last night
And wake me up in the morn
Cause I shutter to think
That could be me dead or
Locked away in the clink
So I'm lifting my homie's spirit's
As tall as the trees
And I can even hear him calling me
In the Summer Breeze
Summer breeze, flowing like the wind
Boy you need to know that you got a friend