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Á¦¸ñ: Peaches (Remix) (Feat. Ludacris, Usher & Snoop Dogg)
°¡¼ö: Justin Bieber

I get my peaches out in Georgia
Apple Bottom from New York
orange in Florida
Vitamin C mixed
with this vitamin D
now you got vitamin me
And your prescriptions fill more
than them trees in California
I'm always gon' adore ya'
kiss you and caress you
Anything just to spoil ya
gift ya' protect ya
Sex ya' like you never been sexed
Got your legs shakin' like the
Go-Go Challenge so Who's next
Crushed grapes in my Mauritius
Girl you my flavor of love
you so delicious
I'ma make you my missus
All these candy-coated kisses
you my strawberry shortcake
That ass'll make me catch a
charge and miss the court day
Sweet as honeydew
watch me kneel right
in front of you
We'll set the world on fire
then have a blunt or two
I got the keys
we can have it on lock
And I lick it like ice cream
with a cherry on top
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
Don't make me think she mad at you
She from Decatur
so she got little attitude
She do what she wanna do
Wonder where she learn
to bounce that booty
What's her secret
I bet I'm on my way to freak it
I bought a flight
I need her with me
On the westside
she'll be here tonight
She from Atlanta she smoke
we call that a peach tree ooh-we
I got my peach from out of Georgia
Only one that understands me
Only one know
how this lifestyle can be
Always meet me in the middle
Circle of trust she in the center
Even when she did it
But I on the upper east
Big Apple but I love that peach
So ripe and a bright eye
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
Land of the tree
home is the base
Home is the base
Kush in my woods
smokin' with grace
Smokin' with grace
Pass it around
and give them a taste
And you can tell
that it's fire
by the look of they face
Blame it on Dogg
I did it again I did it again
Whole VIP smellin'
like it's Christmas
you don't wanna miss this
California weed on ten
this hits different
I'm like JB where you been
This a knockout
nothin' but the heavyweight
Everywhere I go
California weed state to state
You know I got it on me
finest only
I'm in the buildin'
I make a phone call
to all my out of town homies
I'm the ambassador of
legalization Legalization
I got a passion
I'm leadin' the nation
Haters be hatin' a lot
but all the Dogg got
Is a lot of money
weed and patience
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


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Peaches (Remix) (Feat. Ludacris, Usher & Snoop Dogg)
Justin Bieber

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