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 



* We flying the first class 

Up in the sky 

Poppin' champagne 

Livin' the life 

In the fast lane 

And I wont change 

For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy 



** The glamorous, 

The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life) 

For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy 



Wear them gold and diamonds rings 

All them things dont mean a thing 

Chaperons and limousines 

Shopping for expensive things 

I be on the moovie screens 

Magazines and boogie scenes 

Im not clean, Im not pristine 

Im n queen, Im no machine 

I still go to Taco Bell 

Drivethrough, raw as Hell 

I dont care, Im still real 

No matter how many records I seel 

After the show or after the grammys 

I like to go cool out with the family 

Sippin', reminscing on days when I had a Mustang 

And now I'm in... 



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Im 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 jelous 

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 



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I got problems up to here 

I've got people in my ear 

Telling me these crazy things 

That I dont 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 

Cuz 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 road 

And the industry is cold 

I'm glad my daddy tell me so, he let his daugther know. [x3]