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Justin Bieber - "Peaches" (Remix) featuring Ludacris Usher & Snoop Dogg
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oZOU306yv2g
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
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 (Woo)
I got the keys we can have it on lock
And I'll lick it like ice cream with a cherry on top (Luda)
[Verse 2]
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 (Yeah)
[Chorus]
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 (Mmm oh; badass bitch)
I get my light right from the source yeah (Yeah listen; yeah that's it)
[Verse 3]
Usher baby
Don't be thinkin' that she she mad at you
She from Decatur so she got little attitude (Yeah)
She do what she wanna do (Uh)
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 (Yeah)
On the westside she'll be here tonight (Yeah uh)
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 this 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 he right I
[Chorus]
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)
[Verse 4]
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 '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 (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
[Chorus]
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)
[Outro]