Luyện nghe bài hát Peyote

She by the nickname peyote,
Her real name is
Appearance doesn't matter so im not gonna it
She was a dancer at edit this portion
I cant name the they don't merit the promotion
But I been there look like any strip
slicked up trying to get they dick sucked
Smoke and you know fake magic tricks
Like these people didn't come just for ass and tits
But this one in was popular with midlife ballers
And white out of towners
Plus it attracted athletic individuals that came here to play
The twins and the wolves
Safe to say she made the good
Twenty years of age a spot up in
She had the car, the dog, and the kitchen
She had a drug free body didn't even
She had a sister who wouldn't stop giving her
For dropping out of art school to be a
Iris was and tired of the questions
But big sis didn't the perspective
She her little sister isn't a slut
But she objectifies herself and to the gluttony
Now Iris stealin' from the devil to buy some time
To make life something

Where did you go? When did you
That little one, you all up
Oh how they've grown, those are done
Under the gun, now you are
did you go? When did you fall?
That little one, you all up
Oh how they've grown, those days are
at us, who you to judge?

Her oldest sisters was Jocelyn
Awfully slim, on a diet of water and oxygen
She on higher water by the Target
And she dates a photographer, that's how she started
She ain't no supermodel, this is Minneap for that you'd have to to Chicago
Or LA or NY
Now she does she does here and she gets by
And her gets a little currency
Taking photos for agencies
Now he's gonna steal from the
Stick it to the man, rebel
One afternoon after work he went to the strip
Just to loosen up that
He and a couple job associates are gonna them drinks
Like they about to be
Never met his girlfriends little
But she recognized him from cell phone
Any circumstances 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 what 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 grown, those days are done
Under the gun, now you are
Where did you go? When did you
That little one, you all 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 cancels out the guilt that makes the load feel light
It also some leverage to the morally impaired
So make mistakes for us to over your hair