Glamorous
Are you ready?
If you ain't got no money take your broke self home
If you ain't got no money take your broke self home
G-L-A-M-O-are-O-you-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-are-O-you-S
We flyin' first class up in the sky
We flyin' first class, livin' the life
In the fast lane and I won't change
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh the flossy, flossy
Wear them gold and diamonds rings, all them things don't mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines, shoppin' 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, yeah
I don't care, I'm still real, no matter how many records I'll sell
After the show, after the Grammy's I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin', reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang and now I'm
First class up in the sky
Flyin' first class, livin' my life
In the fast lane and I won't change
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
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
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 cool
Yeah, it's been a long road and the industry is cold
I'm glad my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know
G-L-A-M-O-are-O-you-S
G-L-A-M-O-are-O-you-S
We flyin' first class up in the sky
Flyin' first class, livin' my life
In the fast lane and I won't change
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
If you ain't got no money take your broke self home
If you ain't got no money take your broke self home
G-L-A-M-O-are-O-you-S, yeah
G-L-A-M-O-are-O-you-S
We flyin' first class up in the sky
We flyin' first class, livin' the life
In the fast lane and I won't change
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh the flossy, flossy
Wear them gold and diamonds rings, all them things don't mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines, shoppin' 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, yeah
I don't care, I'm still real, no matter how many records I'll sell
After the show, after the Grammy's I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin', reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang and now I'm
First class up in the sky
Flyin' first class, livin' my life
In the fast lane and I won't change
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
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
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 cool
Yeah, it's been a long road and the industry is cold
I'm glad my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know
G-L-A-M-O-are-O-you-S
G-L-A-M-O-are-O-you-S
We flyin' first class up in the sky
Flyin' first class, livin' my life
In the fast lane and I won't change
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
Credits
Writer(s): William Adams, Christopher Brian Bridges, Jamal F. Jones, Elvis L. Jr. Williams, Stacy Ferguson, Micaiah Abdul Raheem
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