Peaches（抒情版）

I got my peaches out in Georgia

（ Oh, yeah, shit），

I get my weed from California

（ That’ sthat shit），

I tookmy chick up to the North, yeah

（ Bad ass*****），

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,

And I say oh，

There’ s nothing like your touch，

It’ s the way you lift me up, oh，

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*****），

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*****），

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*****），

I get my light right from the source, yeah（ Yeah, that’ s it）。

And I say oh，

There’ s nothing like your touch，

It’ s the way you lift me up, oh，

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*****），

I get my light right from the source, yeah（ Yeah, that’ s it）