Peaches

Ooh, I, I He like them peaches down in Georgia (ooh, yeah, shit) He like his weed from California (that good shit) He take me up to the North (I'm a badass bitch) We get our love right from the source (yeah, yeah, that's it) And I say, oh The way I breathe you in It's the texture of your skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby Never let you go, oh I say, oh There's nothing like your touch It's the way you lift me up I'll be right here with you 'til the end He like them peaches down in Georgia (ooh, yeah, shit) He like his weed from California (that good shit) He take me up to the North (I'm a badass bitch) We get our love right from the source (ooh, yeah, that's it) I need them weekend trips Just like I need my chips I need you deep, don't miss You never cheat on this Don't matter what you call it Sustain when I'm falling Knew that I was all in, yeah He like them peaches down in Georgia (ooh, that shit) He like his weed from California (that good shit) He take me up to the North (I'm a badass bitch) We get our love right from the source (baby, yeah, that's it) He like them peaches down in Georgia (ooh, yeah, shit) He like his weed from California (that good shit) He take me up to the North (like a badass bitch) We get our love right from the source (baby, yeah, that's it) And I say, oh The way I breathe you in The texture of your skin Oh, oh