I got my peaches out in Georgia
（ Oh, yeah, shit），
I get my weed from California
（ That’ sthat shit），
I tookmy chick up to the North, yeah
（ Bad ass*****），
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, baby，
Never let you go,
And I say oh，
There’ s nothing like your touch，
It’ s the way you lift me up, oh，
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
（ Badass*****），
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
（ Badass*****），
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
（ Badass*****），
I get my light right from the source, yeah（ Yeah, that’ s it）。
And I say oh，
There’ s nothing like your touch，
It’ s the way you lift me up, oh，
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
（ Badass*****），
I get my light right from the source, yeah（ Yeah, that’ s it）