Are you ready?
If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home, you say it
If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
We flyin' first class up in the sky
Poppin' champagne, livin' my life
In the fast lane, I won't change
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous glamorous
(The glamorous life)
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous glamorous
(The glamorous life)
By the glamorous, ooh the flossy flossy
Wear them gold and diamonds rings
All them things don't mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines
Shopping for expensive things
I be on the movie screens
Magazines and boogie scenes
I'm not clean, I'm not pristine
I'm no queen, I'm no machine
I still go to Taco Bell
Drive through, raw as hell
I don't care, I'm still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after the Grammys
I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin', reminiscing on days
When I had a Mustang and now I'm in
First class up in the sky
Poppin' champagne, livin' my life
In the fast lane, I won't change
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous glamorous
(The glamorous life)
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous glamorous
(The glamorous life)
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy flossy
I'm talking champagne wishes, caviar dreams
You deserve nothing but all the finer things
Now this whole world has no clue what to do with us
I got enough money in the bank for the two of us
Plus I gotta keep enough lettuce to support your shoe fetish
Lifestyles so rich and famous, Robin Leach'll get jealous
Half a million for the stones, takin' trips from here to Rome
So if you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yes
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
We flyin' first class up in the sky
Poppin' champagne, livin' my life
In the fast lane, I won't change
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous glamorous
(The glamorous life)
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous glamorous
(The glamorous life)
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy flossy
I got problems up to here, I got people in my ear
Tellin' me these crazy things that I don't want to know
(Fuck y'all!)
I got money in the bank and I'd really like to thank
All the fans, I'd like to thank, thank you really though
'Cause I remember yesterday when I dreamt about the days
When I'd rock on MTV, that'd be really dope
Damn, it's been a long road and the industry is cold
I'm glad my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know
(If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home)
My daddy told me so
(If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home)
He let his daughter know
(If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home)
My daddy told me so
(If you ain't got no money take yo' broke ass home)
He let his daughter know
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