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