| Waiting for a star on the boulevard
|
| Driving with a sugar daddy’s car
|
| Fading, sleeping in the neighbor’s yard
|
| Wake up in the morning
|
| Hit up gym real hard
|
| Pretend, when you smile for the camera lens
|
| Got your fake friends
|
| And new juice cleanse
|
| Plastic, just like barbie and ken
|
| Rolling down the street in a hot pink benz
|
| Everywhere I go, everyone I know
|
| Gonna be like, what you gonna say
|
| What you gonna do with your life?
|
| Fast life, first class, sipping from the our glass, sleeping in the bubble bath
|
| Tie charles with your panty ho’s, wipe the sugar from your nose,
|
| silicone in stereo
|
| Waiting, that dream of the coffee bean, looking like a scene from the silver
|
| screen
|
| Party, with the queens cause the girls are mean, popping out the roll on the
|
| tramboline
|
| Palm trees, growing from the sand and la la land, botox, blowjob, spreaking tan
|
| Sleeping, with your best friends maybe cause you can, you don’t give a damn
|
| cause you got a plan
|
| Everywhere I go, everyone I know
|
| Gonna be like, what you gonna say
|
| What you gonna do with your life?
|
| Fast life, first class, sipping from the our glass, sleeping in the bubble bath
|
| Tie charles with your panty ho’s, wipe the sugar from your nose,
|
| silicone in stereo
|
| Living in the fantasy, your own reality, a callamity for the world to see,
|
| on a cover of the magazine
|
| A story-book tragedy, total insanity
|
| It’s everything you wanna be
|
| Fast life, first class, sipping from the our glass, sleeping in the bubble bath
|
| Tie charles with your panty ho’s, wipe the sugar from your nose,
|
| silicone in stereo. |