Bài hát Peaches (Remix) Báo Lỗi

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 ya

Anything just to spoil ya

Gift you protect ya

Sex ya like you never been sexed

Got your legs shakin' like

The Go-Go Challenge so

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 date

Sweet as honeydew

Watch me kneel right

In front of you

We'll set the world on fire

Then light a blunt or two

I got the keys

We can have it on lock

And I'll lick you like ice cream

With a cherry on top

And I say oh

The way I breathe you 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

I get my weed from California

I took my chick up

To the North yeah

I get my light right

From the source yeah

Usher baby

Don't be thinkin' that

She she mad at you

She from Decatur so

She got a little attitude

She do what she wanna do

Wonder where she learned

To bounce that booty

What's her secret

I bet her mama went to Freaknik

I bought a flight

I need her with me

On the west side

She'll be here tonight

She from Atlanta she smoke

We call that a peach tree ooh-wee

I got my peach

From out of Georgia

Only one that understands me

Only one know

How that lifestyle can be

Always meet me in the middle

Circle of trust

She in the center

Give her what she need

Bought her a condo

On the Upper East

Big Apple but I love that peach

So ripe and a bright eye

I got my peaches out in Georgia

I get my weed from California

I took my chick up

To the North yeah

I get my light right

From the source yeah

Land of the tree

Home is the base

Kush in my woods

Smokin' with grace

Pass it around

And give 'em a taste

And you can tell that

It's fire by the look

On they face

Blame it on Dogg

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

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

I get my weed from California

I took my chick up

To the North yeah

I get my light right

From the source yeah

I got my peaches out in Georgia

I get my weed from California

I took my chick up

To the North yeah

I get my light right

From the source, yeah yeah