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 see you, 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 And I′ll be right here with you ′til the end 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) You ain't sure yet, but I′m for ya All I could want, all I can wish for Nights alone that we miss more And days we save as souvenirs There's no time, I wanna make more time And give you my whole life I left my girl, I′m in Mallorca I hate to leave her, call it torture Remember when I couldn't hold her Left the baggage for Rimowa 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) I get the feeling, so I′m sure Hand in my hand because I'm yours I can′t, 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 end 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) 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)