Peaches - Nadja

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)