Peaches

Ooh, I, I
He like them peaches down in Georgia (ooh, yeah, shit)
He like his weed from California (that good shit)
He take me up to the North (I'm a badass bitch)
We get our love 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
I say, oh
There's nothing like your touch
It's the way you lift me up
I'll be right here with you 'til the end
He like them peaches down in Georgia (ooh, yeah, shit)
He like his weed from California (that good shit)
He take me up to the North (I'm a badass bitch)
We get our love right from the source (ooh, yeah, that's it)
I need them weekend trips
Just like I need my chips
I need you deep, don't miss
You never cheat on this
Don't matter what you call it
Sustain when I'm falling
Knew that I was all in, yeah
He like them peaches down in Georgia (ooh, that shit)
He like his weed from California (that good shit)
He take me up to the North (I'm a badass bitch)
We get our love right from the source (baby, yeah, that's it)
He like them peaches down in Georgia (ooh, yeah, shit)
He like his weed from California (that good shit)
He take me up to the North (like a badass bitch)
We get our love right from the source (baby, yeah, that's it)
And I say, oh
The way I breathe you in
The texture of your skin
Oh, oh