Lyrics
I got my peaches out in Georgia (oh yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (that's that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (bad ass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (yeah, that's it)

And I say, oh (oh)
The way I breathe you in (in)
It's the texture of your skin
I wanna wrap my arms around you, babe
And never let you go, oh
And I say, oh
There's nothing like your touch
It's the way you lift me up
Yeah, and I'll be right here with you 'til the end

I got my peaches out in Georgia (oh yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (that's that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (bad ass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (yeah, that's it)

You ain't sure yet
But I'm for ya
All I can want
All I can wish for
Nights alone that we miss more
And days we save as souvenirs
There's no time, I wanna make more time
And give you my whole life
I left my girl, I'm in Mallorca
Hate to leave her, call it torture
Remember when I couldn't hold her
Left her baggage for Rimowa

I got my peaches out in Georgia (oh yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (that's that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (bad ass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (yeah, that's it)

I get the feeling, so I'm sure (sure)
Hand in my hand because I'm yours, I can't
I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me
Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh
Done being distracted
The one I need is right in my arms
Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine
And I'll be right here with you 'til the end of time

I got my peaches out in Georgia (oh yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (that's that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (bad ass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (yeah, that's it)

I got my peaches out in Georgia (oh yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (that's that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (bad ass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (yeah, that's it)

I got my peaches out in Georgia (oh yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (that's that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (bad ass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (yeah, that's it)

I got my peaches out in Georgia (oh yeah, shit)
I get my weed from California (that's that shit)
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (bad ass bitch)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (yeah, that's it)

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Andrew Wotman, Bernard Alexander Harvey, Giveon D. Evans, Justin Drew Bieber, Aaron St. Clair Burnett Simmonds, Felisha Tashira King, Keavan Yazdani, Louis Russell Bell, Luis Manuel Jr. Martinez, Matthew Sean Leon, Ashton D. Simmonds




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