(Oh, Theres nothing like your touch
Its the way you lift me
Oh, Theres nothing like your touch
Its the way)
I got my peaches out in Georgia
Oh, yeah, shit
I get my weed from California
Thats that shit
I took my chick up to the North, yeah
Badass bitch
I get my light right from the source, yeah
Yeah, thats it
Oh, the way I breathe you in
Its the texture of your skin
I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby
Never let you go, oh
And Oh
Theres nothing like your touch
Its the way you lift me up
And Ill be right here with you til the end
I got my peaches out in Georgia
Oh, yeah, shit
I get my weed from California
Thats that shit
I took my chick up to the North, yeah
Badass bitch
I get my light right from the source, yeah
Yeah, thats it
And I say
Oh, the way I breathe you in
Its the texture of your skin
I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby
Never let you go, oh
And I say
Oh, theres nothing like your touch
Its the way you lift me up
And Ill be right here with you til the end
(Oh, Theres nothing like your touch
Its the way you lift me
Oh, Theres nothing like your touch
Its the way, way you
Oh, Theres nothing like your touch
Its the way, way you
Oh, Theres nothing like your)