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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) 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 '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) 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 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 Hate to leave her, call it torture Remember when I couldn't hold her Left her 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 (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 (Oh) Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine 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) 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) 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)

[Intro]
Fmaj7 Em7 Dm7 Cmaj7
 
[Chorus]
                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                        Em7
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)
 
[Verse 1]
          Fmaj7                          Em7
And I say oh (oh), the way I breathe you in (In)
                         Dm7
It's the texture of your skin
 
I wanna wrap my arms around you, babe
    Cmaj7
And never let you go, oh
           Fmaj7                         Em7
And I say, oh, there's nothin' like your touch
                         Dm7
It’s the way you lift me up, yeah
            Cmaj7
And I'll be right here with you 'til the end
 
[Chorus]
                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
 
[Verse 2]
Fmaj7               Em7
  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'
Dm7                           Cmaj7
  All I could want, all I can wish for
 
Nights alone that we miss more
Fmaj7
  And days we save as souvenirs
Em7                                  Dm7
  There’s no time, I wanna make more time
                      Cmaj7
And give you my whole life
                          Fmaj7   Em7
I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker
                           Dm7   Cmaj7
Hate to leave her, call it torture
                         Fmaj7   Em7
Remember when I couldn't hold her
                       Dm7   Cmaj7
Left her baggage for Rimowa
 
[Chorus]
                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
 
[Verse 3]
                          Fmaj7
I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)
                            Em7
Hand in my hand because I'm yours
                                    Dm7
I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me
                      Cmaj7
Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh
Fmaj7
  Don't be distracted
    Em7
The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)
     Dm7
Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine
            Cmaj7
And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time
 
[Chorus]
                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
 
                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
 
                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
 
                        Fmaj7
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em7
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm7
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              Cmaj7
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
 
[Outro]
Fmaj7 Em7 Dm7 Cmaj7 
(x2)

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