[Verse]
So I put my eyelash on and I paint my nails and I grab the rum
And I do the conturing, with the push up bra
I just wear it for fun.
And I grab those real high heels on the top of the shelves
With the cushion seals
’cuz I know I’m wearing them all night’, ‘cuz I want to look tight
I want to receive all the hype.
And the boys will be staring, but I know I won’t be caring
I just want the attention
And the haters will be hating, degrading and irating and full out debating
I’ll let you finish what you’re saying, I’m Taylor Swiftin' and Kanying
Shh, unless you’re paying
You give me your opinion like we’re dating, but you sound like you’re just hating
I’m just here educating
[Hook]
Cameras roll
They set the scene
Call action
I’m a queen
Hollywood is the dream
I’ll go far
I’m a star
[Pre-Chorus]
Sticks and stones (Oh baby sticks and stones)
Will break my bones (Never break my bones)
Words are thorns (Oh)
Thrown at coons (Yeah!)
You’re trying to hurt me (And they'll try to hurt me)
You can’t hurt me (They can't hurt me!)
I got my war paint on!
[Chorus]
And I’m
Red carpet ready, ready, ready
I’m red carpet ready, ready, ready
You know I’m red carpet ready
So come on come at me
I’m red carpet ready.
[Verse: 2]
They said you’re not good enough, so you can’t roll with us
I don’t know who to trust
So I covered my scar, ‘cuz I’m feeling like a star
Hand me my guitar
I feel like riding on the clouds, Spear it all over town
Let’s go throw it down
I got my makeup in my bag for them moments when I’m sad
And I need to look bad.
I got my fake friends
We can ride up in a benz
Lets flaunt ’til the end
We can pretend we have it all
We can go up to the Mall
And shop 'til we fall
Because they’re mean and they’re criticism scream
And they’ll shit on your dreams
Because they’re loud and they’re critics and they’re foul and They hate what’s in style
[Hook]
Cameras roll
They set the scene
Call action
I’m a queen
Hollywood is the dream
I’ll go far
I’m a star
[Pre-Chorus]
Sticks and stones (Oh baby sticks and stones)
Will break my bones (Never break my bones)
Words are thorns (Oh)
Thrown at coons (Yeah!)
You’re trying to hurt me (And they'll try to hurt me)
You can’t hurt me (They can't hurt me!)
I got my war paint on!
[Chorus]
And I’m
Red carpet ready, ready, ready
I’m red carpet ready, ready, ready
You know I’m red carpet ready
So come on come at me
I'm red carpet ready
Red carpet ready, ready, ready
I’m red carpet ready, ready, ready
You know I’m red carpet ready
For when the critics come storming at me
I’m ready.