Marilyn (feat. Cazwell)

Madonna, she's too rich Everybody wants to be rich Everybody wants to be a bitch And Marilyn? She's dead. Britney, she's too young Everybody wants to be young Everybody wants a refund And Marilyn is in my head Mmm took a trip, gone on a plane Adderall, Vicodin, cocaine Down the champagne to kill the pain On satin sheets cause I'm just that vain Glamorous, just like I told ya White mink stole from shoulder to shoulder Rocks like boulders, slick and sheer Diamond earrings like chandeliers Stop, drop, roll, stare I prefer blondes with no pubic hair No underwear, no time to spare So you want to marry a millionaire? What's your sign, what's your size? Meet me outside with the pale moonlight Don't scream too loud once I'm inside (ouch) Einstein, he's too bright Everybody wants to be right Everybody wants to have a fight And Marilyn is in my head Elvis is a star Everybody wants to be a star Everybody wants to shoot a star And Marilyn? She's dead. I'm back in V-V-V.I.P. Dom Pérignon deep inside of me 1953, all my friends No Dorothy, there's a lot to me Into sodomy but the lobotomy Lifestyle not part of the economy I'm guilty, and I can't come clean I better get my ass in a time machine I don't know, but I've been told You're the first Playboy centerfold Laid out like gold, diamonds, curls High school girls with their hair in curls Taught the first stylists how to teach Red lipstick with a bottle of bleach Bright white teeth like a million bucks Then raised the bar on how to fuck (what) Restricted area, V.I.P. utopia Restricted area, V.I.P. voilà