Peaches

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 want to wrap my arms around you, babe, and never let you go 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 till 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 my Yorker Hate to leave, her call it torture Remember when I couldn't hold her Left her baggage for a mover 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 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 want to know just where I've been, no Don't be distracted The one I need is right in my arms Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine And I'll be right here with ya till 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)