Peaches

I got my peaches out in Georgia

I get my weed from California

I took my chick up to the North, yeah

I get my light right from the source, yeah

And I say yo (Yo), the way I breathe you in (In)

And the texture of your skin

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Never let you go,

And I say oh

There’s nothing like your touch

It’s the way you lift me up

And I’ll be right here with you ’til the end of time

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

And I say oh (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)

And the texture of your skin

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby

Never let you go, oh

You ain't sure yet. But I'm for ya

All I can want, all I can wish for

Nights alone that we miss more

And days we savin’ souvenirs

There’s no time, I wanna make more time

And give you my whole life

I left my girl, I’m in my YORKER

I Hate to leave her, call it torture

Remember when I couldn’t hold her

I Left her baggage for a mover

I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)

I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)

I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)

I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)

And I say oh (Oh), is the way I breathe you in (In)

And the texture of your skin

And I’ll be right here with you ’til the end up time（oh）

See my days are cold without you

But I'm hurtin while i'm with you

And though my heart can't take no more

I keep on running back to you

See my days are cold without you

But I'm hurtin while i'm with you

And though my heart can't take no more

I keep on running back to you

It’s no matter how I think we grow

You always seem to let me know

It ain't working (It ain't working,),

it ain't working (It ain't working,)

When I try to walk away

You'd hurt yourself to make me stay

This is crazy

This is crazy

It’s the way you hold me hold me hold me hold me hold me

Feels so holy holy holy holy holy

I got my peaches out in Georgia（It’s the way you hold me hold me hold me hold me hold me）

I get my weed from California

I took my chick up to the North, yeah（Feels so holy holy holy holy holy）

I get my light right from the source, yeah