Glamorous

G-L-A-M-O-R-0-U-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S

We flyin' first class, up in the sky
Poppin' the champagne, livin' the life
In the first lane, I wont change
By the glamorous
Ooh, the floss-y flossin'

The glamorous
The glamorous, the glamorous
By the glamorous
Ooh, the floss-y flossin'

I wear them gold and diamond rings
All them things don't mean a thing
Chaperone's and limousine's
Shoppin' for expensive things
I be on the movie screens, magazine's and
bougie scenes
I'm not clean, I'm not pristine
I'm no queen, I'm no machine
I still go to Taco Bell, drive-thru, raw as hell
I don't care, I'm still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show or after the Grammy's
I like to go cool out with my family
Sip and reminiscin' on days when I had a
Mustang
And now I'm.

Talkin' champagne wishes
Caviar dreams
You deserve nothin' 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, yeah
G-L-A-M, 0-R O-U-S

I got problems up to here
I got people in my ear
Tellin' me these crazy things that I don't
wanna know

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 them 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}
You say (If you aint got no money, take yo'
broke ass home)
(He let his daughter know)