She by the nickname peyote, Her real is Iris doesn't matter so im not gonna describe it She was a dancer at edit this portion I name the spot they don't merit the promotion But I been there look like any club Everybody slicked up trying to get dick sucked Smoke and mirrors you fake magic tricks Like these people come here just for ass and tits But this one in particular was with midlife ballers And white out of towners Plus it attracted individuals that came here to play against The twins and the wolves Safe to say she made the rent Twenty years of age a up in Kentwood She had the car, the dog, and the sink She had a drug free didn't even drink She had a sister who stop giving her shit For out of art school to be a stripper Iris was sick and of the questions But big sis understand the perspective She her little sister isn't a slut But she objectifies and contributes to the gluttony Now here's Iris stealin' the devil to buy some time To make life something
Where did you go? did you fall? little one, you all grown up Oh how they've grown, those days are the gun, now you are dealt Where did you go? did you fall? That little one, you all up Oh how they've grown, days are done Look at us, who you to
Her sisters name was Jocelyn Awfully slim, on a diet of bottled and oxygen She lives on higher water by the And she a photographer, that's how she started modeling She ain't no supermodel, this is for that you'd have to move to Chicago Or LA or NY Now she does what she does here and she by And her gets a little currency Taking for advertising agencies Now he's gonna steal from the it to the man, revolutionary rebel One afternoon after work he to the strip club Just to loosen up shirt He and a couple job associates are gonna sink drinks Like they about to be Never met his little sister But she recognized him from cell pictures Any other she'd have hollered But topless in heels is a bit awkward Eventually his friends And when he up, she grabs him by the coat sleeve Too drunk to catch she says But he did her three hundred on some head, like
Where did you go? When did you little one, you all grown up Oh how they've grown, those are done Under the gun, now you are Where did you go? When did you That one, you all grown up Oh how they've grown, those are done Look at us, who you to
When you do wrong it makes me to do right It cancels out the guilt that makes the load feel light It also gives some leverage to the impaired So make mistakes for us to over your hair