Glamorous Lyrics by Fergie

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(feat. Ludacris) If you aint got no money take yo'broke ass home You say: If you aint 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 [B-Section:] We flying the first class Up in the sky Poppin' champagne livin my life in the fast lane i wont change for [chorus:] The glamorous, The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life) For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy [Verse:] Wear them gold and diamonds rings All them things don't mean a thing Chaperons and limousines Shopping 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 Drivethrough, 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 Sippin', reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang And now I'm in... [B-section then chorus] [Ludacris:] I'm talking Champagne wishes, caviar dreams You deserve nothing but all the finer things Now this whole world has no clue 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 Lifestyles so rich and famous Robin Leach will get jealous Half a million for the stones Takin trips from here to Rome So If you aint 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 [B-section + chorus x2] [Verse:] I got problems up to here I've got people in my ear Telling me these crazy things That I don't want to em 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 Cuz i remember yesterday When I dream't about the days When I'd rock on MTV, that be really dope Damn, It's been a long road And the industry is cold I'm glad my daddy tell me so, he let his daughter know. [x3] Thanks to (Tika) for correcting these lyrics. Dec 11, 2007 ---------------------- Thanks to (brittany) for correcting these lyrics. Jun 9, 2008

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