Glamorous (feat. Ludacris)

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 flying first class, up in the sky

Poppin' champagne, livin' my life

In the fast lane, I won't change

By the glamorous

Oh, the flossy, flossy

The glamorous

The glamorous, glamorous, by the glamorous

Oh, the flossy, flossy

The glamorous

The glamorous, glamorous, by the glamorous

Oh, the flossy, flossy

Wear them gold and diamond rings

All them things don't mean a thing

Chaperones and limousines, shopping for expensive things

I be on the movie screens, magazines 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 the family

Sipping, reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang and now I'm

First class, up in the sky

Poppin' champagne, livin' my life

From the fast lane, I won't change

By the glamorous

Oh, the flossy, flossy

The glamorous

The glamorous, glamorous, by the glamorous

Oh, the flossy, flossy

The glamorous

The glamorous, glamorous, by the glamorous

Oh, the flossy, flossy

I'm talkin' 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've got enough money in the bank for the two of us

Brother gotta keep enough lettuce to support your shoe fetish

Lifestyle so rich and famous, Robin 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 home

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

G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S

We flying first class, up in the sky

Poppin' champagne, livin' my life

In the fast lane, I won't change

By the glamorous

Oh, the flossy, flossy

The glamorous

The glamorous, glamorous, by the glamorous

Oh, the flossy, flossy

The glamorous

The glamorous, glamorous, by the glamorous

Oh, the flossy, flossy

I got problems up to here, I got people in my ear

Telling me these crazy things that I don't wanna 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 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, you say it)

My daddy told me so (If you ain't got no money, take yo' broke ass home)

He let his daughter know (I said, if you ain't got no money, take yo' broke ass home, you say it)

My daddy told me so (If you ain't got no money, take yo' broke ass home)

He let his daughter know