She goes by the peyote, Her real is Iris Appearance matter so im not gonna describe it She was a dancer down at edit portion I cant the spot they don't merit the promotion But I been there look like any club Everybody slicked up trying to get dick sucked Smoke and mirrors you know magic tricks Like people didn't come 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 came here to play against The twins and the timber Safe to say she made the rent Twenty years of age a up in Kentwood She had the car, the dog, and the sink She had a drug free body didn't drink She had a sister who stop giving her shit For dropping out of art school to be a was sick and tired of the questions But big sis didn't the perspective She knows her little sister a slut But she objectifies herself and contributes to the Now here's Iris from the devil to buy some time To life something special
Where did you go? When did you That one, you all grown 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 grown, those days are done at us, who you to judge?
Her oldest sisters was Jocelyn Awfully slim, on a of bottled water and oxygen She lives on higher by the Target And she a photographer, that's how she started modeling She ain't no supermodel, this is for that you'd have to move to Chicago Or LA or NY Now she does she does here and she gets by And her boyfriend gets a currency Taking photos for agencies Now he's gonna from the devil Stick it to the man, revolutionary One afternoon after 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 sister But she recognized him cell phone pictures Any other circumstances she'd have But in heels is a little bit awkward Eventually his friends And when he gets up, she grabs him by the sleeve Too drunk to what she says But he did offer her three on some head, like
Where did you go? did you fall? That little one, you all up Oh how they've grown, days are done Under the gun, now you are Where did you go? When did you little one, you all grown up Oh how they've grown, days are done Look at us, who you to
When you do wrong it makes me to do right It also cancels out the guilt that makes the load light It also gives some to the morally impaired So make mistakes for us to hold over hair