Justin Bieber Feat. Ludacris, Usher & Snoop Dogg – Peaches (Remix) Lyrics

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 gonna know ya’, kiss ya’ and caress ya’
Anything just to spoil ya’
Gift ya’, protect ya’
Sex ya’ like you’ve never been sexed
Got your legs shaking like the Go-Go challenge so
Who’s next?

Crushed grapes in my Mauritius
Girl, you’re my flavor of love
You so delicious
I’ma make you my Missus

All these candy coated kisses
You’re my strawberry shortcake
That ass will 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 it like icecream with a cherry on top

Luda!

And I say oh… oh
The way I breathe you in, it’s the texture of your skin
I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby
And never let you go… ohh

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 ya’ till 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 bitch)
I get my light right from the source… yeah (yeah, that’s it)

Don’t be thinking that she’s mad at you
She from Decatur, so she got a little attitude… yeah
She do what she wanna do

Wonder where she learned 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-e

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

Even when she did it
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, 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)

Landed a tree, home is the base
Kush in my woods, smoking 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 smelling 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 is a knockout, nothing but the heavyweight
Everywhere I go, California weez, state to state
You know I got it on me, the finest only
I’m in the building, I make a phone call to all my out-of-town homies

I’m the ambassador of legalization
I got a passion, I’m leading a nation
Haters be hating a lot
But all The Dogg got is a lot of money, weed and patience

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)