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Georgia Peaches/By Angelina Dubberly

Female and male country trap rap, not to fast acoustic guitar and drums, and fiddle

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Lyrics



Yeah… Georgia peaches, let ‘em know…
Sweet like honey, strong like oak…

We them Georgia peaches, sweet but we bite back
Riding dirt roads, windows down, speakers clap
River on the weekend, bait a hook, reel it in
Mud bogging in the jacked-up Ford, spinning them rims
Bleed red and black, tailgate ‘til the sun up
Jim Beam no chaser, fill your solo cup
Daisy Dukes shining, tan legs in them Georgia boots
Raise ‘em up, raise ‘em up — this is our truth!

Sunset on the backroad, dust kicking high
Peaches in the front seat, hair blowing in the sky
She got that Southern drawl and a fire in her eyes
Can hunt, can fish, can run it better than the guys
River water cold, we jumping off the rope swing
Laughing ‘til we crying, that’s the Georgia thing
Jacked-up Ford bouncing, tires eating mud deep
Country rap playing loud while the whole crew leap

We them Georgia peaches, sweet but we bite back
Riding dirt roads, windows down, speakers clap
River on the weekend, bait a hook, reel it in
Mud bogging in the jacked-up Ford, spinning them rims
Bleed red and black, tailgate ‘til the sun up
Jim Beam no chaser, fill your solo cup
Daisy Dukes shining, tan legs in them Georgia boots
Raise ‘em up, raise ‘em up — this is our truth!

Friday night lights, stadium roaring loud
Peaches in the stands screaming “Go Dawgs” proud
After the game we rolling, bonfire blazing high
Shot of Beam burning, stars filling up the sky
She can two-step dirty, drop it low to the beat
Then wake up Sunday, church shoes on her feet
Sweet as peach cobbler, tough as red clay dirt
Georgia raised, heaven sent, puttin’ in work

Yeah we wild, yeah we country, yeah we trap, yeah we clean
Every sweet Georgia girl got that in-between
From the river to the fields, from the boots to the bling
We the heartbeat of this state — let the whole world sing!

We them Georgia peaches, sweet but we bite back
Hands in the air, whole crowd singing that
Dirt roads forever, river always calling us
Mud on the tires, love in the chorus
Bleed red and black, Jim Beam in our veins
Daisy Dukes dancing, breaking hearts and breaking chains

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