Lyrics:
them peaches from Georgia
She got them peaches from Georgia
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Cuban like Mark's ass
Fucked up a bracket
Now my whole March ass
Red and gold arch
She
trouble
Now we're in trouble
No more horror for the kids
On these dirty beaches
Watermelon sugar low
No more Georgia peaches (peaches)
If God is in
I've been to colorado I've seen the great divide
And on up to Montana where they have that big blue sky
Picked peaches down in Georgia where they
lose some
Why all the boys get them some
I get down like dim sum
Baby I can love who I like
Peaches and mangoes
My love goes where wind blows
Steamin' up
You were eating peaches, watching leaves fall off trees
In the sky you search for answers, I departed with the breeze
Drop a stone into the well,
don't know what's goin' on
I just seen that nigga, Mario
Fuck Peaches fuck fuck
What's the other bitch name?
I forgot her name already
(they thotties
Eating off my plate
So imma need a boss
Never take a loss
Baby i get what i want
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Mmm its sweet like peaches
You gone hit me when you need you it
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Original Lyrics/Mandarin Lyrics/Alternative Mandarin Lyrics/(Literal Translation of Mandarin Lyrics)
I got my peaches out in Georgia
我的水蜜桃摘自
Georgia
knockin' niggas off in rows
All I care about is gettin' paper, I'ma feed the bros
Life was never sweet, shit has never been no cream and peaches
Cut a couple
of countless peaches
and she’s mine
she is mine
what if heaven’s just a state of mind
a calm abyss when life is unkind
I don’t mind
the empty days and wasted
Can I kick it? Yeah, I can
My cheeks in high color, overripe peaches
No shirt, no shoes, only my features
My boy behind me, he's taking pictures
Lead
violão...
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
Pour your sugar on me
Oh, I can't get enough
I'm hot, sticky sweet
From my head to my feet, yeah
You got the peaches, I got the cream
Sweet
take a tip from me
If you don't like the peaches walk on by the tree
Find what you want and keep it treat it sweet and kind
But let it breathe don't
a tip from me
If you don't like the peaches walk on by the tree
Find what you want and keep it treat it sweet and kind
But let it breathe don't make
friends admire
The kind I like to boast about
The kind that I can't live without
Nothing's always gonna be like peaches and cream
I'll be your realest
into peaches
And cries when I've spoken
She wasn't a fool
That goddess of hell
There are no mother's rules
She makes them herself
And I was
gonna be peaches and cream hmm
We're gonna cause talk and suspicion
Give an exhibition
Find out what it is all about
After midnight, we're gonna let
like to call me Peaches when we get this nasty
Red wine drip, talk that trash
Chauffeur eavesdropping trying not to crash
Oh, there daddy, daddy now
into peaches
And cries when I've spoken
She wasn't a fool
That goddess of hell
There are no mother's rules
She makes them herself
And I was
like to call me Peaches when we get this nasty
Red wine drip, talk that trash
Chauffeur eavesdropping trying not to crash
Oh, there daddy, daddy now
tree)
(Everybody in Atlanta knows what a treasure I found)
I'm gonna set my gem if on the main stem,
(We'll spread lot of little peaches all around)
chewing gum
Chewing chewing gum, chewing chewing gum
First she give me peaches, next she give me pears
Next she give me fifty cents, kissed me
something going on wrong
Well now I want you to love me baby, or please let me be
Yes, love me baby, or please let me be
If you don't like my peaches
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