Do you wanna go out tonight?
We can go to some clubs
It'll be fun
That girl a heart breaker
Tell you to move along
That girl a high staker
She so filet mignon
Living in the city f*cking 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 wiling
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 f*ck
But you don't really got to stress
Do whatever you wanna
'Cause everything is perfect in the life of glamorama
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 singing Lucy in the sky
Pack of demons and the devil by her side
That girl a hard worker though
She be her own supporter
Money, sleep, money, eat, money
In that order
With the posse knocking shots and doing drugs
27 still be feeling 21
She wiling
She got them Gucci ruby shoes
Dancing at the club these niggas love the way she moves
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 f*ck
But she don't really got to stress
Do whatever you wanna
'Cause everything is perfect in the life of glamorama
In the life of glamorama
I always wondered about the life of a fashion model
Well now you know
I can quit anytime
She wiling
Way on the other side of town
The grass is only greener every time she comes around
She riding
Out to a desert in the eve
Drop at tab of acid and she swear she'll never leave
But she lying
That girl won't ever fall in love
She pretty, too pretty and ain't nobody good enough
But she don't really got to stress
Do whatever you wanna
'Cause everything is perfect girl your life is glamorama
In the life of glamorama
Bryce Vine - Glamorama Lyrics
Bryce Vine - Glamorama Lyrics
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Do you wanna go out tonight?
We can go to some clubs
It'll be fun
That girl a heart breaker
Tell you to move along
That girl a high staker
She so filet mignon
Living in the city f*cking 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 wiling
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 f*ck
But you don't really got to stress
Do whatever you wanna
'Cause everything is perfect in the life of glamorama
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 singing Lucy in the sky
Pack of demons and the devil by her side
That girl a hard worker though
She be her own supporter
Money, sleep, money, eat, money
In that order
With the posse knocking shots and doing drugs
27 still be feeling 21
She wiling
She got them Gucci ruby shoes
Dancing at the club these niggas love the way she moves
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 f*ck
But she don't really got to stress
Do whatever you wanna
'Cause everything is perfect in the life of glamorama
In the life of glamorama
I always wondered about the life of a fashion model
Well now you know
I can quit anytime
She wiling
Way on the other side of town
The grass is only greener every time she comes around
She riding
Out to a desert in the eve
Drop at tab of acid and she swear she'll never leave
But she lying
That girl won't ever fall in love
She pretty, too pretty and ain't nobody good enough
But she don't really got to stress
Do whatever you wanna
'Cause everything is perfect girl your life is glamorama
In the life of glamorama
We can go to some clubs
It'll be fun
That girl a heart breaker
Tell you to move along
That girl a high staker
She so filet mignon
Living in the city f*cking 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 wiling
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 f*ck
But you don't really got to stress
Do whatever you wanna
'Cause everything is perfect in the life of glamorama
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 singing Lucy in the sky
Pack of demons and the devil by her side
That girl a hard worker though
She be her own supporter
Money, sleep, money, eat, money
In that order
With the posse knocking shots and doing drugs
27 still be feeling 21
She wiling
She got them Gucci ruby shoes
Dancing at the club these niggas love the way she moves
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 f*ck
But she don't really got to stress
Do whatever you wanna
'Cause everything is perfect in the life of glamorama
In the life of glamorama
I always wondered about the life of a fashion model
Well now you know
I can quit anytime
She wiling
Way on the other side of town
The grass is only greener every time she comes around
She riding
Out to a desert in the eve
Drop at tab of acid and she swear she'll never leave
But she lying
That girl won't ever fall in love
She pretty, too pretty and ain't nobody good enough
But she don't really got to stress
Do whatever you wanna
'Cause everything is perfect girl your life is glamorama
In the life of glamorama
Writer: Nolan Lambroza, Aaron Zuckerman, Bryce Ross-Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.