Lyrics of Fame & riches, rehab bitches

Jeffree star and breathe carolina, baby

The director yells cut but the cameras still rolling
This is my life and you can't fast forward it
You wouldn't stop, you wanna top all the charts
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 wouldn't stop, you wanna top all the charts
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 wouldn't stop, you wanna top all the charts
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap

To be a star, you gotta lick it, lick it
S-s-suck it, you gotta sell it
Live it, live it
Work it
Show show show show the world what you're 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 wanna top all the charts
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 wanna top all the charts
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap
Its a wrap