Bryce Vine - Glamorama | Текст песни

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(It'll be fun)
That girl a heartbreaker
Tell you to move along
That girl a high-staker
She's so filet mignon
Livin' in the city, fuckin' with the stars
Whippin' round in hundred thousand dollar cars, yeah
She say her time is money
These niggas glad to pay
Lovin' bottle service
What more she gotta say
Poppin' through the city on the boulevard
Skinning dippin' at the Chateau Marmont
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
That girl a soul shaker
She got that rebel yell
That girl a whole-caker
She eat it all herself
Out the window singin' Lousiana 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
Twenty seven, still be feelin' twenty one
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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