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"Fame & Riches, Rehab Bitches" lyrics |
 Jeffree Star and Breathe Carolina, baby
The director yells cut but the cameras still rolling
This is my life and you cant fast forward it
You wouldnt stop, you wouldnt stop Ill trust
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Queen supreme, and barbie teen dreams
Everythings not always what it seems
Christian Dior, and hot couture
It doesnt look good when youre dead on the floor
When youre famous, youre hot
Always something youre not
So keep on fucking but youll never reach the top
If youre famous, youre hot
Thank god for Photoshop
So keep on fucking but youll never reach the top
The director yells cut but the cameras still rolling
This is my life and you cant fast forward it
You wouldnt stop, you wouldnt stop Ill trust
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Sew up your self-esteem, its fantastic
Your body cant move, paralyzed and plastic
Being real is so sarcastic
When youre dead youll be airbrushed in your casket
When youre famous, youre hot
Always something youre not
So keep on fucking but youll never reach the top
If youre famous, youre hot
Thank God for Photoshop
So keep on fucking but youll never reach the top
The director yells cut but the cameras still rolling
This is my life and you cant fast forward it
You wouldnt stop, you wouldnt stop Ill trust
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
To be a star, you gatta lick it, lick it
S-s-suck it, you gatta sell it
Live it, live it
Work it
Show show show show what-what youre made of
The director yells cut but the cameras still rolling
This is my life and you cant fast forward it
You wouldnt stop, you wouldnt stop Ill trust
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
The director yells cut but the cameras still rolling
This is my life and you cant fast forward it
You wouldnt stop, you wouldnt stop Ill trust
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
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