Christ Analogue - Fair Game lyrics

Dressed to the nines In the lastest lies I feel VIP What goo are you to me So cellular So in control I live and breathe My daddy's terrordome I wear these blondes Like the magazines I am the New York scene With the attitude I'm the player here I can run this trade Yet I live on my back For my high rise attitude The game is pushed By model girls IPO s*uts Charlie throttle girls I get my way with you I see what you're about I put the c**aine in And let the f** come out