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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lone Tusker
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Bieber
Songwriter
HARV
Songwriter
Andrew Watt
Songwriter
Ashton Simmonds
Songwriter
Luis Manuel Martinez Jr.
Songwriter
Louis Bell
Songwriter
Felisha King
Songwriter
Keavan Yazdani
Songwriter
Aaron Simmonds
Songwriter
Giveon Evans
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Matthew Sean Leon
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Songtexte
I get my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, that's it)
I get my weed from California (Yeah that's it)
I took my girl up to the North, yeah (Real bad chick)
I get my light 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
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 get my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, that's it)
I get my weed from California (Yeah that's it)
I took my girl up to the North, yeah (Real bad chick)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
I get my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, that's it)
I get my weed from California (Yeah that's it)
I took my girl up to the North, yeah (Real bad chick)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
I get this feeling, so I'm sure
Hand in my hand because I'm yours
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 bein' 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
I get my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, that's it)
I get my weed from California (Yeah that's it)
I took my girl up to the North, yeah (Real bad chick)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
I get my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, that's it)
I get my weed from California (Yeah that's it)
I took my girl up to the North, yeah (Real bad chick)
I get my light 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
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 get my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, that's it)
I get my weed from California (Yeah that's it)
I took my girl up to the North, yeah (Real bad chick)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
I get my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, that's it)
I get my weed from California (Yeah that's it)
I took my girl up to the North, yeah (Real bad chick)
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
Writer(s): Bernard Harvey, Justin Bieber, Louis Bell, Giveon Evans, Andrew Wotman, Luis Martinez, Ashton Simmonds, Felisha King
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