Listen to Glamorama by Bryce Vine

Glamorama

Bryce Vine

Hip-Hop/Rap

129,182 Shazams

Lyrics

"Do you wanna go out tonight? We can go to some clubs It'll be fun" That girl a heartbreaker, tell you to move along That girl a high staker, she so filet mignon Living in the city fucking with the stars Whipping around in hundred-thousand dollar cars, yeah She say her time is money, these niggas glad to pay Love or bottle service, what more she gotta say Bopping through the city on the boulevard Skinny dipping at the Chateau Marmot She wilin', she got them Gucci ruby shoes Dancing at the club these niggas love the way she move She riding, out to a party in the hills Bumping on the coca cause she love the way it feels She lying, that girl won't ever fall in love She pretty, too pretty to really ever give a fuck But you don't really got to stress Do whatever you wanna 'Cause everything is perfect in the life of glamorama Yeah, in the life of glamorama That girl a soul shaker, she got that rebel yell That girl a whole-caker, she eat it all herself Out the window singin' Lucy in the sky Pack of demons and the devil by her side, yeah That girl a hard worker though, she be her own supporter Money, sleep, money, eat, money; in that order With the posse knockin' shots and doing drugs 27, still be feelin' 21 And she wilin', she got them Gucci ruby shoes Dancin' at the club; these niggas love the way she moves And she ridin', out to her party in the hills Bumpin' on the coke 'cause she loves the way it feels And she lyin', that girl won't ever fall in love She pretty, too pretty to really ever give a fuck And she don't really gotta stress Do whatever you wanna 'Cause everything is perfect in the life of glamorama Yeah, in the life of glamorama (I always wondered about that guy who slept with a fashion model) (Plus I know) (I can quit anytime) And she wilin', way on the other side of town The grass is only greener every time she come around And she ridin', out to a desert in the eve Drop at Tallahassee, then she swears she'll never leave And she lyin', that girl won't ever fall in love She pretty, too pretty, and ain't nobody good enough And she don't really gotta stress Do whatever you wanna 'Cause everything is perfect girl, your life is glamorama In the life of glamorama
Writer(s): Aaron Zuckerman, Bryce Ross Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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