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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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