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fergie - glamorous ft. ludacris (sped up)

Lyrics: 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 flyin' the 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 diamonds rings All them things don't mean a thing Chaperons and limousines Shoppin' 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 or 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 in 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 talkin' Champagne wishes, caviar dreams You deserve nothin' but all the finer things Now this whole world has no clue what to do with us I 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 Takin' 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 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 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 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 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