Glamorama

Lyrics

"Do you wanna go out tonight?
 We can go to some clubs
 It'll be fun"
 That girl a heartbreaker, tell you to move along
 That girl a high staker, she so filet mignon
 Living in the city fucking with the stars
 Whipping around in hundred-thousand dollar cars, yeah
 She say her time is money, these niggas glad to pay
 Love or bottle service, what more she gotta say
 Bopping through the city on the boulevard
 Skinny dipping at the Chateau Marmot
 She wilin', she got them Gucci ruby shoes
 Dancing at the club these niggas love the way she move
 She riding, out to a party in the hills
 Bumping on the coca cause she love the way it feels
 She lying, that girl won't ever fall in love
 She pretty, too pretty to really ever give a fuck
 But you don't really got to stress
 Do whatever you wanna
 'Cause everything is perfect in the life of glamorama
 Yeah, in the life of glamorama
 ♪
 That girl a soul shaker, she got that rebel yell
 That girl a whole-caker, she eat it all herself
 Out the window singin' Lucy in the sky
 Pack of demons and the devil by her side, yeah
 That girl a hard worker though, she be her own supporter
 Money, sleep, money, eat, money; in that order
 With the posse knockin' shots and doing drugs
 27, still be feelin' 21
 And she wilin', she got them Gucci ruby shoes
 Dancin' at the club; these niggas love the way she moves
 And she ridin', out to her party in the hills
 Bumpin' on the coke 'cause she loves the way it feels
 And she lyin', that girl won't ever fall in love
 She pretty, too pretty to really ever give a fuck
 And she don't really gotta stress
 Do whatever you wanna
 'Cause everything is perfect in the life of glamorama
 Yeah, in the life of glamorama
 ♪
 (I always wondered about that guy who slept with a fashion model)
 (Plus I know)
 (I can quit anytime)
 And she wilin', way on the other side of town
 The grass is only greener every time she come around
 And she ridin', out to a desert in the eve
 Drop at Tallahassee, then she swears she'll never leave
 And she lyin', that girl won't ever fall in love
 She pretty, too pretty, and ain't nobody good enough
 And she don't really gotta stress
 Do whatever you wanna
 'Cause everything is perfect girl, your life is glamorama
 In the life of glamorama
 

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Song Details

Duration
03:11
Key
2
Tempo
154 BPM

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