She by the nickname peyote, Her name is Iris Appearance matter so im not gonna describe it She was a dancer down at edit this I cant the spot they don't merit the promotion But I been there look any strip club Everybody slicked up trying to get they sucked Smoke and mirrors you know magic tricks Like these people didn't here just for ass and tits But this one in particular was popular with ballers And white collar out of Plus it attracted athletic individuals that here to play against The twins and the timber Safe to say she made the rent Twenty of age a spot up in Kentwood She had the car, the dog, and the kitchen She had a drug body didn't even drink She had a sister who wouldn't stop her shit For dropping out of art to be a stripper Iris was 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 Iris stealin' from the devil to buy some time To make life special
Where did you go? did you fall? That 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 grown, those days are done Look at us, who you to
Her oldest sisters was Jocelyn Awfully slim, on a of bottled water and oxygen She lives on higher by the Target And she dates a photographer, how she started modeling She ain't no supermodel, this is Minneap for that have to move to Chicago Or LA or NY Now she does what she here and she gets by And her gets a little currency Taking photos for agencies Now he's gonna steal the devil it to the man, revolutionary rebel One afternoon after work he to the strip club to loosen up that shirt He and a couple job associates are sink them drinks they about to be extinct Never met his girlfriends sister But she recognized him cell phone pictures Any other circumstances she'd hollered But in heels is a little bit awkward Eventually his leave And when he gets up, she him by the coat sleeve Too drunk to what she says But he did offer her 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 little one, you all up Oh how they've grown, days are done Look at us, who you to
When you do wrong it makes me want to do It also cancels out the guilt makes the load feel light It also gives some to the morally impaired So make mistakes for us to over your hair