Billionaire - Travie McCoy, Bruno Mars

I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad

Buy all of the things I never had

I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine

Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

Oh, every time I close my eyes

I see my name in shiny lights, yeah

A different city every night, oh, I, I swear

The world better prepare for when I’m a billionaire

Yeah, I would have a show like Oprah, I would be the host of

Everyday Christmas, give Travie a wish list

I’d probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt

And adopt a bunch of babies that ain’t never had shit

Give away a few Mercedes, like, here lady have this

And last but not least, grant somebody their last wish

It’s been a couple months that I’ve been single so

You can call me Travie Claus minus the ho-ho

Aha, get it?

I’d probably visit where Katrina hit

And damn sure do a lot more than FEMA did

Yeah, can’t forget about me, stupid

Everywhere I go, I’mma have my own theme music

Oh, every time I close my eyes (What you see, what you see brah?)

I see my name in shiny lights (Uh-ha, uh-ha, yeah, what else?)

Oh, yeah, yeah, a different city every night, oh, I, I swear

The world better prepare (For what?) for when I’m a billionaire

Oh-oh, oh-oh, when I’m a billionaire

Oh-oh, oh-oh (Let's go)

I be playing basketball with the president

Dunking on his delegates

Then I compliment him on his political etiquette

Toss a couple milli' in the air just for the heck of it

But keep the fives, twennies, tens, and bens completely separate

And yeah, I’ll be in a whole new tax bracket

We in recession but let me take a crack at it

I’ll probably take whatever’s left and just split it up

So everybody that I love can have a couple bucks

And not a single tummy around me

Would know what hungry was

Eating good, sleeping soundly

I know we all have a similar dream

Go in your pocket pull out your wallet

And put it in the air and sing

I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad (So bad)

Buy all of the things I never had (Buy everything, ha-ha)

I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine

Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen (What up, Oprah? Ha-ha)

Oh, every time I close my eyes (What you see, what you see brah?)

I see my name in shiny lights (Uh-ha, uh-ha, yeah, what else?)

Oh, yeah, yeah, a different city every night, oh, I, I swear

The world better prepare (For what?) for when I’m a billionaire

Oh-oh, oh-oh (Sing it) when I’m a billionaire

Oh-oh, oh-oh (Oh)

I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad