Intro 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 (bad-ass 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 (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 Yeah and I’ll be right here with you Till 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 (bad-ass 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 could 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 my Yorker Hate to leave her call it torture Remember when I couldn’t hold her Left the 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 (bad-ass bitch) I get my light right from the source Yeah (yeah that’s it) I get the feeling so I’m sure (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 ohh 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 Till 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 (bad-ass bitch) I get my light right from the source Yeah (yeah that’s it)