Peaches - AB Rewrites

Composed by：Justin Bieber

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 boy up to the North yeah

Badass b***h

I get my light right from the source yeah

Van socks high tops baby boy

I like your style

I don't chase but if it's you

I'll run for miles

You got me like woah

When we're flying to the east from the west coast

We be celebrating life come on let's toast

Pour the Bourdaux

Keep ya so close so close close

You're like tacos on Tuesday

And my thank God it's Friday

You're the bow after rain

And the love on my brain

I just needed to say that

You still make my heart skip heats

That's forever s**t

Peaches taste like you so sweet

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 boy up to the North yeah

Badass b***h

I get my light right from the source yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Ah ha ha