Glamorous (ft. Fergie)

If you aint got no money take yo´broke ass home

You say: If you aint 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 flying the first class

Up in the sky

Poppin´ champagne

Livin´ the life

In the fast lane

And I wont change

For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

The glamorous,

The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)

For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy

Wear them gold and diamonds rings

All them things dont mean a thing

Chaperons and limousines

Shopping for expensive things

I be on the moovie screens

Magazines and boogie scenes

Im not clean, Im not pristine

Im n queen, Im no machine

I still go to Taco Bell

Drivethrough, raw as Hell

I dont care, Im still real

No matter how many records I seel

After the show or after the grammys

I like to go cool out with the family

Sippin´, reminscing on days when I had a Mustang

And now I´m in...

Im talking Champagne wishes, caviar dreams

You deserve nothing but all the finer things

Now this whole world has no clue to do with us

I´ve got enough money in the bank for the two of us

Brother gotta keep enough lettuce

To support your shoe fetish

Lifestyles so rich and famous

Robin Leach will get jelous

Half a million for the stones

Takin trips from here to Rome

So If you aint 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

I got problems up to here

I´ve got people in my ear

Telling me these crazy things

That I dont want to know (fuck y´all)

I´ve got money in the bank

And I´d really like to thank

All the fans, I´d like to thank

Thank you really though

Cuz i remember yesterday

When I dreamt about the days

When I´d rock on MTV, that 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 daugther know.