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Astro, Jordan Rys - Peaches
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Astro
Astro
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Jordan Rys
Jordan Rys
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I get my peaches out in Georgia (oh, that's it) I get my weed from California (yes, 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 (yes, 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 far And I say, oh There's nothing like your touch It's the way you lift me up, oh 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 (yes, 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 (yes, 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 the 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 (yes, 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 (yes, 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 far And I say, oh There's nothing like your touch It's the way you lift me up, on 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 (yes, 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 (yes, 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): Matthew Sean Leon, Andrew Wotman, Louis Russell Bell, Giveon Evans, Bernard Alexander Harvey, Aaron St Clair Burnett Simmonds, Felisha Tashira King, Luis Manuel Jr Martinez, Justin Bieber, Keavan Yazdani, Ashton D Simmonds Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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