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Glamorous Video (MV)




Performed By: Alecia Lena
Language: English
Length: 2:33
Written by: Alecia Lena




Alecia Lena - Glamorous Lyrics
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Trot the globe, and explore
Finer than, her credit score
Keep that glamour, on the low
With no makeup, out the door
Only bad, when he comes home
Only man, I'm trying for
Keep him coming, back for more
Cuz he likes, how it goes
Never shade, thrown at my flow
Keep you bumping, back and forth
Paying down, all them loans
To bed, I wear his clothes
He knows, no time, for hoes
Off his shoes, and shut the door
Lights off, no ones home
Role playing, all night long
Air drop, my camera roll
I could be, a movie star
If he leaking my photos
Make pretend, make believe
Glamorous, ain't what you see
It's real easy when, you got it
But to earn it, don't come cheap
(Please bring the cameras)
Glamorous, I'm so f*cking Glamorous
Superstar mode, so please bring the cameras
Always rocking shades, cuz I'm low off that cannabis
Don't need to, draw more eyes, to my extraness
Drop some Visine
Cuz that stare's getting glassier
A red lip always looks, more classier
Bare face natural, my body is incredible
I trained that shit, no miracles
I tamed it like the Bros, Ringling
Try to face time me, in DMs
While they out here, working PMs
No disrespect to
How you make an income
Out here working towards, my freedom
Won't be signing, til I read it
Once I'm signed, in gunna kill it
In your face, I'll rub my business
(Glamorous, I'm so f*cking Glamorous)
(Superstar mode, so please bring the cameras)
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Trot the globe, and explore
Finer than, her credit score
Keep that glamour, on the low
With no makeup, out the door
Only bad, when he comes home
Only man, I'm trying for
Keep him coming, back for more
Cuz he likes, how it goes
Never shade, thrown at my flow
Keep you bumping, back and forth
Paying down, all them loans
To bed, I wear his clothes
He knows, no time, for hoes
Off his shoes, and shut the door
Lights off, no ones home
Role playing, all night long
Air drop, my camera roll
I could be, a movie star
If he leaking my photos
Make pretend, make believe
Glamorous, ain't what you see
It's real easy when, you got it
But to earn it, don't come cheap
(Please bring the cameras)
Glamorous, I'm so f*cking Glamorous
Superstar mode, so please bring the cameras
Always rocking shades, cuz I'm low off that cannabis
Don't need to, draw more eyes, to my extraness
Drop some Visine
Cuz that stare's getting glassier
A red lip always looks, more classier
Bare face natural, my body is incredible
I trained that shit, no miracles
I tamed it like the Bros, Ringling
Try to face time me, in DMs
While they out here, working PMs
No disrespect to
How you make an income
Out here working towards, my freedom
Won't be signing, til I read it
Once I'm signed, in gunna kill it
In your face, I'll rub my business
(Glamorous, I'm so f*cking Glamorous)
(Superstar mode, so please bring the cameras)
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Writer: Alecia Lena
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