She goes by the peyote, Her real name is Appearance doesn't so im not gonna describe it She was a dancer down at edit this I cant name the spot they merit the promotion But I been there look like any strip slicked up trying to get they dick sucked Smoke and mirrors you fake magic tricks Like these people come here just for ass and tits But one in particular was popular with midlife ballers And collar out of towners Plus it attracted athletic 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 didn't even drink 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 didn't the perspective She knows her little sister a slut But she herself and contributes to the gluttony Now here's Iris stealin' the devil to buy some time To make something special
Where did you go? When did you That one, you all grown up Oh how they've grown, those days are the gun, now you are dealt Where did you go? did you fall? little one, you all grown up Oh how grown, those days are done at us, who you to judge?
Her sisters name was Jocelyn slim, on a diet of bottled water and oxygen She on higher water by the Target And she dates a photographer, that's how she modeling She no supermodel, this is Minneap for that you'd have to move to Chicago Or LA or NY Now she what she does here and she gets by And her boyfriend gets a currency Taking photos for advertising Now he's gonna steal the devil it to the man, revolutionary rebel One afternoon work he went to the strip club to loosen up that shirt He and a couple job associates are sink them drinks Like they about to be Never met his girlfriends little But she recognized him from phone pictures Any circumstances she'd have hollered But topless in heels is a little bit Eventually his leave And he gets up, she grabs him by the coat sleeve Too drunk to catch what she But he did offer her three hundred on head, like
Where did you go? When did you little one, you all grown up Oh how grown, those days are done the gun, now you are dealt 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 makes me want to do It also cancels out the guilt that makes the load feel It also some leverage to the morally impaired So make mistakes for us to hold your hair