[Reverand Tom - Kool Keith]

Yeah, you know you go to a club

And you see some corny guy standin there with a clipboard

You know you in a fake area, a phony area

A real fake plastic place

Where people are lookin for different people

They lookin for stars, they tryin to be a star

They didn't make it yet in Hollywood

They tryin to get they life together

They goin through a lot of strange things



[Verse One: Reverand Tom - Kool Keith]

In the sauna, with girls from Nevada

Al Bury-U he's wearin Don Dada

You wear the product - girls frontin don't bother

Cause kids giggle, your head's shaped like a pickle

Designer glasses, your belly pierced with flat asses

Video freak, givin it all to the masses

Lookin around dumb

We all in here, you the wrong doer, the party screwer

Celebrity searcher, you go 'head and sip on Kahlua

Autograph signer, fake ID youse a MINOR

In a fake eclectic club with a guy with a clipboard

Hold yours

Yo, them big shades look ugly on you, I see the flaws

Think you know how to dance, women with Kangols

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday

All y'all up in here Friday with the same pants

You're wearin Boutiques

Look at ya, I see you here every week



[Chorus: x3]

Y'all wearin the same pants, doin the same dance



[Verse Two: possibly M-Balmer but sounds like Princess Superstar]

Mmmmm, I know I'm gon' catch me some brothers up in here tonight

I just left the new Millenium on Crenshaw

Yeah you know the two time Hoodie Award winner

Taurus she will make you unbelievable

Her business cards is platinum

I'm waitin to go see Miss Hoe Kim

She say you need nail file, you need pedicure, special price for you



[Verse Three: Thee Undatakerz]

Now why you tryin to act like a dime piece when you know you a 2

Baby I'd rather see you lookin up girl from under my shoe

Like a babboon, funny lookin, did you escape from the zoo

I see you in the front of the club wearin your fake gator suit

Chickenhead, actin silly, saditty attitude too

I can't believe you still think you pretty, resemble Abu



[Verse Four: Thee Undatakerz]

I don't care if Robert Horry bite yo' skirt and yo' suit

You can't get a Happy Meal from me with yo' breath smellin like poo

I repute your ugly face, erase your memory from mine

Fake designer clothes, fake nails and your fake eyes

Cause girl you so FAKE!

You a Hollywood plastic girl

Girl you so FAKE!

You a Hollywood plastic girl



[x3]

Youse a phony, stop lookin at me



Stop lookin at me, your fake hair and nails