Chorus: Justin Bieber I got my peaches out in Georgia (Oh, yeah, ****) I get my weed from California (That’s that ****) I took my chick up to the North, yeah (Bad-ass *****) I get my light right from the source, yeah (Yeah, that’s it) Verse 1: Justin Bieber And I see you (Ohh) The way I breathe you in (In) It’s the texture of your skin I wanna wrap my arms around you, baby Never let you go, oh A..