Intro
[Fmaj7] [Em7] [Dm7] [Cmaj7]
Verse 1
I get my [Fmaj7]peaches out in Georgia
Apple Bottom from [Em7]New York, orange in Florida
Vitamin C mixed with this [Dm7]vitamin D, now you got vitamin me
And your [Cmaj7]prescriptions fill more than them trees in California
I'm always [Fmaj7]gon' adore ya', kiss you and caress you
[Em7]Anything just to spoil ya, gift ya', protect ya
[Dm7]Sex ya' like you never been sexed
Got your legs [Cmaj7]shakin' like the Go-Go Challenge, so "Who's next?"
[Fmaj7]Crushed grapes in my Mauritius
Girl you my flavor of [Em7]love, you so delicious
I'ma make you my missus
All these [Dm7]candy-coated kisses, you my strawberry shortcake
[Cmaj7]That ass'll make me catch a charge and miss the court day
[Fmaj7]Sweet as honeydew, watch me kneel right in front of you
[Em7]We'll set the world on fire, then have a blunt or two
[Dm7]I got the keys, we can have it on lock
And I [Cmaj7]lick it like ice cream with a cherry on top
Verse 2
And I [Fmaj7]say, oh (Oh)
The way I breathe you [Em7]in (In)
It's the texture of your [Dm7]skin
I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby
[Cmaj7]Never let you go, oh
And I say, [Fmaj7]oh
There's nothing like your [Em7]touch
It's the way you lift me [Dm7]up, yeah
And I'll be [Cmaj7]right here with you 'til the end of time
Chorus
I got my peaches out in [Fmaj7]Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
I get my weed from Cali[Em7]California (That's that shit)
I took my chick up to the [Dm7]North, yeah (Badass bitch)
I get my light right from the [Cmaj7]source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
Verse 2
Don't make me think she [Fmaj7]mad at you
She from ? so she got little at[Em7]attitude
She do what she wanna do
[Dm7]Wonder where she learn to bounce that booty
What's her secret?[Cmaj7]secret? I bet I'm on my way to freak it
I bought a [Fmaj7]flight, I need her with me
On the [Em7]westside, she'll be here tonight
[Dm7]She from Atlanta, she smoke, we call that a peach tree, [Cmaj7]ooh-we
I got peach from out of [Fmaj7]Georgia
Only on that understands [Em7]me
Only one that know how this lifestyle can[Dm7]can be
Always meet me in the middle
[Cmaj7]Circle of trust, she in the center
Even when [Fmaj7]she did it
But I ? on the up[Em7]upper east
Big Apple, but I love that [Dm7]peach
So [Cmaj7]ripe, and a bright eye
Chorus
I got my peaches out in [Fmaj7]Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
I get my weed from Cali[Em7]California (That's that shit)
I took my chick up to the [Dm7]North, yeah (Badass bitch)
I get my light right from the [Cmaj7]source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
Verse 4
[Fmaj7]Land of the tree, home is the base
[Em7]Kush in my woods, smokin' with grace
[Dm7]Pass it around and give them a taste
And you can [Cmaj7]tell that it's fire by the look of they face
[Fmaj7]Blame it on Dogg, I did it again
Whole [Em7]VIP smellin' like it's Christmas, you [Dm7]don't wanna miss this
California weed on ten, this hits [Cmaj7]different
I'm like "JB, where you been?"
This a [Fmaj7]knockout, nothin' but the heavyweight
Everywhere [Em7]I go, California weed, state to state
You know [Dm7]I got it on me, finest only
I'm in the buildin', I [Cmaj7]make a phone call to all my out of town homies
[Fmaj7]I'm the ambassador of legalization
[Em7]I got a passion, I'm leadin' the nation
Hater be [Dm7]hatin' a lot, but all the Dogg got
Is a [Cmaj7]lot of money, weed and patience
Chorus
I got my peaches out in [Fmaj7]Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
I get my weed from Cali[Em7]California (That's that shit)
I took my chick up to the [Dm7]North, yeah (Badass bitch)
I get my light right from the [Cmaj7]source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
I got my peaches out in [Fmaj7]Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
I get my weed from Cali[Em7]California (That's that shit)
I took my chick up to the [Dm7]North, yeah (Badass bitch)
I get my light right from the [Cmaj7]source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)
Outro
[Fmaj7] [Em7] [Dm7] [Cmaj7] [Fmaj7] [Em7] [Dm7] [Cmaj7]
[Fmaj7]
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