She goes by the peyote, Her real name is Appearance doesn't matter so im not gonna it She was a dancer down at edit portion I name the spot they don't merit the promotion But I been there look like any club Everybody up trying to get they dick sucked Smoke and you know fake magic tricks Like people didn't come 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 to say she made the rent good Twenty years of age a spot up in She had the car, the dog, and the sink She had a drug free didn't even drink She had a sister who wouldn't stop giving her For out of art school to be a stripper Iris was sick and of the questions But big sis didn't 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? When did you That little one, you all up Oh how they've grown, days are done the gun, now you are dealt Where did you go? When did you That one, you all grown up Oh how grown, those days are done at us, who you to judge?
Her oldest sisters name was Awfully slim, on a diet of water and oxygen She lives on higher by the Target And she dates a photographer, that's how she started She ain't no supermodel, this is Minneap for that have to move to Chicago Or LA or NY Now she does what she does and she gets by And her boyfriend a little currency Taking for advertising agencies Now he's steal from the devil Stick it to the man, revolutionary One afternoon work he went to the strip club to loosen up that shirt He and a couple job associates are gonna sink drinks Like about to be extinct met his girlfriends little sister But she recognized him from cell pictures Any other circumstances she'd hollered But topless in heels is a bit awkward his friends leave And when he up, she grabs him by the coat sleeve Too drunk to catch she says But he did offer her three on some head, like
Where did you go? did you fall? That one, you all grown up Oh how grown, those days 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 are done at us, who you to judge?
When you do it makes me want to do right It also cancels out the guilt that makes the load feel It also gives some to the morally impaired So make mistakes for us to hold over hair