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[Intro]

F     Em  Dm  C


[Chorus]
                        F
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                        Em
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              C
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it)


[Verse 1]

          F                               Em
And I see you (Oh), the way I breathe you in (In)
                         Dm
It's the texture of your skin

I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby
C
Never let you go, oh
           F                             Em
And I say, oh, there's nothing like your touch
                         Dm
It’s the way you lift me up, yeah
            C
And I'll be right here with you 'til the end


[Chorus]
                        F
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              C
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)


[Verse 2]

F                   Em
  You ain't sure yet, but I'm for ya'
Dm                            C
  All I could want, all I can wish for

Nights alone that we miss more
F
  And days we save as souvenirs
Em                                   Dm
  There’s no time, I wanna make more time
                      C
And give you my whole life
                          Fmj7   Em7
I left my girl, I’m in my Yorker
                           Dm    C
Hate to leave her, call it torture
                         F       Em
Remember when I couldn't hold her
                       Dm    C
Left the baggage for a mover


[Chorus]
                        F
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em
I get my weed from California (That’s that shit)
                          Dm
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              C
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)


[Verse 3]
                          F
I get the feeling, so I'm sure (Sure)
                            Em
Hand in my hand because I'm yours
                                    Dm
I can’t, I can't pretend, I can't ignore you're right for me
                      C
Don't think you wanna know just where I've been, oh
F
  Don't be distracted
    Em
The one I need is right in my arms (Oh)
     Dm
Your kisses taste the sweetest with mine
            C
And I'll be right here with you 'til end of time


[Chorus]
                        F
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              C
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

                        F
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              C
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

                        F
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                           Dm
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              C
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)

                        F
I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, shit)
                       Em
I get my weed from California (That's that shit)
                          Dm
I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Badass bitch)
                              C
I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that's it)


[Outro]

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