ฟังเพลงPeaches (Remix|Explicit)

Lyrics by：Justin Bieber/Andrew Wotman/Ashton Simmonds/Giveon Dezmann Evans/Bernard Harvey/Luis Manuel Martinez Jr/Louis Bell/Felisha King/Matthew Sean Leon/Keavan Yazdani/Aaron Simmonds/Christopher Bridges/Usher Raymond IV/Calvin Broadus

Composed by：Justin Bieber/Andrew Wotman/Ashton Simmonds/Giveon Dezmann Evans/Bernard Harvey/Luis Manuel Martinez Jr/Louis Bell/Felisha King/Matthew Sean Leon/Keavan Yazdani/Aaron Simmonds/Christopher Bridges/Usher Raymond IV/Calvin Broadus

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

S*x ya' like you never been s*xed

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 a*s'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 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

Oh

The way I breathe you in

In

It's the texture of your skin

I wanna wrap my arms around you baby

And 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 s**t

I get my w**d from California

That's that s**t

I took my chick up to the North yeah

Badass b***h

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 her momma went to Freaknik

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

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

Oh yeah s**t

I get my w**d from California

That's that s**t

I took my chick up to the North yeah

Badass b***h

I get my light right from the source yeah

Yeah that's it

Land of the tree home is the base

Kush in my woods smokin' with grace

Pass it around and give them 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 w**d on ten this hits different

I'm like "JB where you been"

This a knockout nothin' but the heavyweight

Everywhere I go California w**d 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 w**d and patience

I got my peaches out in Georgia

Oh yeah s**t

I get my w**d from California

That's that s**t

I took my chick up to the North yeah

Badass b***h

I get my light right from the source yeah

Yeah that's it

I got my peaches out in Georgia

Oh yeah s**t

I get my w**d from California

That's that s**t

I took my chick up to the North yeah

Badass b***h

I get my light right from the source yeah

Yeah that's it