(Are You Ready)

(If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home) (x2)

(Fergie x2:) G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S (yeah)

(Chorus:)
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 flossy flossy.

(Bridge x2:)
The Glamorous, The Glamorous, Glamorous, By The Glamorous, Ooh Flossy Flossy.

(Verse 1:)
Little golden 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 not ashamed,
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 grammys,
I like to go cool out with the family,
Sipping and reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang.

(Chorus + Bridge x2)

(Ludacris:)
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,
Brother gotta keep enough lettuce to support your shoe fetish lifestyle,
So rich and famous Robin Leach will get jealous,
Half a million for the stone,
Take a trip from here to Rome,
So if you ain't got no money take your broke ass home.

G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S (yeah) (x2)

(Chorus + Bridge x2)

(Verse 2: Fergie)
I got problems up to here,
I got people in my ear,
Telling me these crazy things that I don't wanna know,
I got money in the bank and I'd really like to thank,
All the fans, I'd like to thank, thank you really know,
'Cause I remember yesterday when I dreamt about the days
When I'd rock on MTV, that 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.

(Outro:)
(If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home) My Daddy told me so
(If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home) He Let His Daughter know (x2)