Fergie, Ludacris - Glamorous

f 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
Up in the sky
Poppin' champagne
Livin' my life
In the fast lane
And I won't change
For the glamorous, oh the flossy flossy
The glamorous,
The glamorous, glamorous (the glamorous life)
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 don't mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines
Shopping for expensive things
I be on the movie screens
Magazines and boogie scenes
I'm not clean, I'm not pristine
I'm n 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