She by the nickname peyote, Her name is Iris Appearance doesn't so im not gonna describe it She was a dancer down at edit this I cant name the they don't merit the promotion But I been look like any strip club Everybody slicked up trying to get dick sucked Smoke and mirrors you know magic tricks Like these people didn't here just for ass and tits But one in particular was popular with midlife ballers And white collar out of Plus it attracted athletic individuals that came here to play The twins and the wolves Safe to say she made the good years of age a spot up in Kentwood She had the car, the dog, and the sink She had a drug body didn't even drink She had a sister who stop giving her shit For dropping out of art to be a stripper was sick and tired of the questions But big sis didn't understand the She her little sister isn't a slut But she herself and contributes to the gluttony Now here's Iris stealin' from the devil to buy some To make something special
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? When did you little one, you all grown up Oh how they've grown, those days are at us, who you to judge?
Her oldest sisters name was Awfully slim, on a diet of bottled and oxygen She lives on higher water by the And she dates a photographer, that's how she modeling She ain't no supermodel, this is Minneap for that you'd have to move to Or LA or NY Now she does she does here and she gets by And her boyfriend gets a currency Taking photos for advertising Now he's gonna steal from the Stick it to the man, rebel One afternoon after work he went to the strip to loosen up that shirt He and a couple job associates are gonna sink drinks Like they to be extinct Never met his girlfriends little But she recognized him cell phone pictures Any other she'd have hollered But topless in heels is a little bit Eventually his leave And when he gets up, she him by the coat sleeve Too drunk to catch what she But he did her three hundred on some head, like
Where did you go? did you fall? little one, you all grown up Oh how they've grown, those days are Under the gun, now you are did you go? When did you fall? That one, you all grown up Oh how they've grown, those days are at us, who you to judge?
When you do wrong it me want to do right It also cancels out the guilt makes the load feel light It also gives leverage to the morally impaired So make mistakes for us to hold your hair