Letra de Fame & Riches, Rehab Bitches (feat. Jeffree Star)

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