Peaches

Justin Bieber

I get my peaches out in Georgia, ooh, 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, 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 see you

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 get my peaches out in Georgia, ooh, 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 my peaches out in Georgia, ooh, 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, 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 see you

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 get my peaches out in Georgia, ooh, 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 my peaches out in Georgia, ooh, 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