If you ain't got no money take yo'broke ass home
You say: 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-SWe flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life
In the fast lane
And I won't change
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossyThe glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossyThe glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossyWear them gold and diamonds rings
All them things don't mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines
Shopping for expensive thingsI be on the movie screens
Magazines and boogie scenes
I'm not clean, I'm not pristine
I'm n queen, I'm no machineI still go to Taco Bell
Drive through, raw as Hell
I don't care, I'm still real
No matter how many records I sellAfter 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 inWe flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life
In the fast lane
And I won't change
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossyThe glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossyThe glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossyI'm talking Champagne wishes, caviar dreams
You deserve nothing but all the finer things
Now this whole world has no clue to do with usI'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 famousRobin Leach will 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 homeG-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-SWe flying the first class
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life
In the fast lane
And I won't change
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossyThe glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossyThe glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossyI got problems up to here
I've got people in my ear
Telling me these crazy things
That I don't 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'Cause 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 roadAnd the industry is coldI'm glad my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know
my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know
my daddy told me so, he let his daughter know
Songwriters
MICAIAH ABDUL RAHEEM, JAMAL F. JONES, CHRISTOPHER BRIAN BRIDGES, ELVIS L. JR. WILLIAMS, WILLIAM ADAMS, STACY FERGUSONPublished by
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