Peaches

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)