Peaches is a song by Justin Bieber that talks about the joys of life and love, mentioning various geographical locations representing different aspects of Biebers life.
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
And never let you go, oh And I say, oh, there's nothin' like your touch It’s the way you lift me up, yeah And I'll be right here with you 'til the end
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 could want, all I can wish for
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 my Yorker 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 Don't be 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 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)