She by the nickname peyote, Her name is Iris Appearance doesn't matter so im not gonna it She was a dancer at edit this portion I name the spot they don't merit the promotion But I been there like any strip club Everybody slicked up trying to get they sucked Smoke and mirrors you fake magic tricks Like these people didn't come just for ass and tits But this one in particular was popular midlife ballers And collar out of towners it attracted athletic individuals 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 kitchen She had a drug body didn't even drink She had a sister who stop giving her shit For dropping out of art school to be a Iris was and tired of the questions But big sis didn't the perspective She knows her little isn't a slut But she objectifies herself and to the gluttony Now here's Iris stealin' from the devil to buy some To make life something
Where did you go? When did you That one, you all grown up Oh how they've grown, those are done Under the gun, now you are Where did you go? did you fall? That little one, you all up Oh how grown, those days are done Look at us, who you to
Her oldest sisters was Jocelyn Awfully slim, on a diet of 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 Minneap for that you'd have to move to Or LA or NY Now she what she does here and she gets by And her boyfriend gets a little photos for advertising agencies Now he's gonna from the devil Stick it to the man, rebel One after work he went to the strip club to loosen up that shirt He and a couple job are gonna sink them drinks they about to be extinct Never met his girlfriends little But she recognized him from cell pictures Any other circumstances have hollered But topless in heels is a little bit Eventually his friends And when he gets up, she grabs him by the sleeve Too drunk to catch what she But he did offer her three hundred on some head,
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 Where did you go? When did you That little one, you all up Oh how they've grown, those are done Look at us, who you to
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