Peachez Songtext
von New Beat Fund

Peoples is preachin′
Think they can teach us
Tell me take the apples but I want the peaches
And when it comes to habits, we all creatures
Put 'em in the Baptist box, you′re on the fucking bleachers
For all you pissy pricks in Prada T-shirts
We're flippin' suckers and we′re choking out the leechers
And if you try to mess with my sweetness
I′ll chop you up and pound you into Reese's Pieces

You, you got to do, do what you do
You suckers better eat these peaches
Do, you got to do what you want to
Before they try to take them peaches from
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you
Peaches!


Get off your leanin′ so you can see it
Without the bees on all the shit that you been eatin'
Straight to the gut, see how you′re feelin'
And if you throw up, then it′s probably for a reason
Your mind is like a sponge and I'm squeezin'
Wring it out until your brains is what you′re sneezin′
We got the sticky green that you're breathin′
Chock you from the choking
Let the beat sink in

You, you got to do, do what you do
You suckers better eat these peaches
Do, you got to do what you want to
Before they try to take them peaches from
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you
Peaches!

You, you got to do, do what you do
You suckers better eat these peaches
Do, you got to do what you want to
Before they try to take them peaches from you
You, you got to do, do what you do
You suckers better eat these peaches
Do, you got to do what you want to
Before they try to take them peaches from
You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you
But I want the peaches


You, ooh-ooh, oh
Yeah, but I want the peaches
You, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, baby, oh
But I want the peaches
You, uh-huh, yeah, ooh-ooh, yeah
'Cause but I want the peaches
Woo