Lyrics Glamorous - Album Version (Edited) - Ludacris , Fergie
Are
you
ready?
Are
you
ready?
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
Popping
champagne
Living
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
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
Popping
champagne
Living
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'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
Lifestyles
so
rich
and
famous,
Robin
Leach
will
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,
yeah
G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S
We
flying
first
class,
up
in
the
sky
Popping
champagne
Living
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
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
the
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
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2 Finally
3 All That I Got (The Make Up Song)
4 Barracuda
5 Pedestal - Album Version (Edited)
6 Clumsy - Collipark Remix
7 London Bridge - Album Version (Edited)
8 Here I Come
9 Fergalicious - Album Version (Edited)
10 Velvet
11 Voodoo Doll
12 Losing My Ground
13 Glamorous - Album Version (Edited)
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