If you ain't got no money take yo'broke ass home
You say: 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 the first class
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
Wear them gold and diamonds rings
All them things don't mean a thing
I be on the movie screens
Magazines and boogie scenes
I'm not clean, I'm not pristine
I'm queen, I'm no machine
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', reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang
We flying the first class
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
For the glamorous, oh 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 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 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 the first class