Fergie, Ludacris - Glamorous lyrics

Are you ready?
Yeah, Polow Da Don, it's Fergie

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
Ooh, the flossy, flossy (Are you ready?)
The glamorous the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous ooh, 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-through, raw as hell
I don't care, I'm still real
No matter how many records I sell
After the show, after the Grammys
I like to go cool out with the family
Sippin' and reminiscin'
On days when I had a Mustang and now I'm

First class, up in the sky poppin' champagne
Livin' my life in the fast lane
I won't change by the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy (Are you ready?)
The glamorous the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous ooh, the flossy, flossy

I'm talking 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
Plus I gotta keep enough lettuce
To support your shoe fetish
Lifestyle so rich and famous
Robin Leach'll get jealous
Half a million for the stones
Taking 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, yes g-l-a-m-o-r-o-u-s

Flyin' first class, up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life in the fast lane
I won't change by the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy the glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous by the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy the glamorous
The glamorous, glamorous by the glamorous
Ooh, the flossy, flossy

I got problems up to here
I got people in my ear
Telling me these crazy thangs 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
(He 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