Wax - Hollyhoodrats lyrics

[Intro] First of all, I go to Dr. Dorfman. He totally messes up my nose job I ask him to make me look like Gwyneth Paltrow I get off the surgery table looking like freakin' Shrek! [Hook: Dumbfoundead] Oooh, she came to L.A. with big dreams Bright lights, and big screens She wanted us to buy some mixed drinks The b**h thinks not a drop of her sh** stinks [Verse 1: Dumbfoundead] What would you do for a role on a hit show? Go on the strip pole? Let both of your tits show? [Wax] I got a cousin up at HBO I'll give you his name and number for felatio [Dumbfoundead] It was all a dream, flipping through people's magazine Critiquing celebrities and their inadequacies She puffs a cigarette for lunch, and then goes tanning at 3 She's getting acting jobs sleeping with her manager Steve She goes to auditions hoping that she really gets that spot But she doesn't so she drowns her sorrows in wheat gra** shots Goes to motivational seminars, and bars with big name stars Using her daddy's credit card, thinking she's living large Reality is she ain't got a quarter to her name Just an eating disorder, you should just forfeit out the game Girl, give up your acting career and go back to your parent's house Or put out a few s** tapes that nobody will hear about [Hook] [Verse 1: Wax] What would you do to walk on the red carpet? Jerk off the security guard that guards it? [Dumbfoundead] She came to C.A. to be made, but ended up in a 3-way just to get a job as a P.A [Wax] Celebrety fashion she's steadily trying to duplicate Dressin' like a Hilton but she's staying at the super-rate Cheap b**b job, got the sides of 'em ripplin' You can see multiple scalpel wounds in her nipple skin She be trippin' when she don't get the part But it isn't in her art to be knowing the art She never acted in her life she was hoping to start from the top "f** drama cla**, mama says I've got Pizzaz!" And the "It" factor, but reality's a b**h and the sh** smacked her dead in her face You'll never be chased by paparazzi honey And I ain't got a dime on your kamikaze money [Hook] [Verse 3: Dumbfoundead] What would you do for a part in a movie? Swallow a roofie? Offer a nude scene? [Wax] My uncle casted all of Spielberg's hits I'll give you his card if you let me feel your tits [DFD] Yogurt and yoga mats, who you foolin' with all of that? The pilot's been cancelled, the casting agent ain't calling back She's reading "The Secret" hoping to be in the dealers Cruising the streets in her Prius Thinking that she's an elitest A member of P.E.T.A, but she rocking that leather and cheeta She's a 3 on the meter but she thinks that she is a diva Drinking only bottled water that she can't even pronounce Hoping to be followed by paparazzi leaving her house [Wax] Dreaming 'bout getting eaten out by a celebrity with some clout, Brad Pitt dick deep in her mouth She's thinking if it ever happens and her needle gets out Poke a hole in the condom, hoping semen comes out Cause maybe if she had that other mouth to feed in her house Maybe he'd be her spouse. She'd be the Angelena Jolie of "two thousand-whatever year that took place in" You ain't clever dear, you've just got a good imagination