[Cal.]

Hey, Ms. Red Carpet
She can autograph my pockets,
Anytime, anyplace, anyway,
I'll be looking at everybody else watchin'
I don't wanna be obnoxious,
But this girl worth the gossip,
Take away the smile,
The tattoos now, forever she very guard-less
I imagine her topless
She might set off my rocket
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
On and poppin' she mad marketing
Attitude like we arguing
With her by my side bring glitter to my life
I should twitter this girl is sparkling
She ain't no rock star
But she got groupies,
She ain't no actress
But she makes movies,
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl who dat girl, who dat girl
She ain't got riches but she got fashion,
She ain't a model but camera's flashing
And when she struts that thing around
Everybody be breaking their neck like
Who dat girl who dat girl, who dat girl