Billionaire Lyrics By Travie McCoy

• Artist Travie McCoy
• Featured Bruno Mars
• Title Billionaire
• Album Billionaire (feat. Bruno Mars) – Single

I wanna be a billionaire so fuckin' bad
Buy all of the things I never had
I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smilin' next to Oprah and the Queen
Oh, every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining 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
Every day, Christmas, give Travie your wish list
I probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt
And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't ever had shit
Give away a few Mercedes like, "Here lady, have this"
And last but not least, grant somebody they last wish
It's been a couple months that I been single, so
You can call me Travie-Claus minus the ho-ho
Ha, ha, 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'ma have my own theme music
Oh, every time I close my eyes
Oh, what you see, what you see, bruh?
I see my name in shining lights
Uh-huh, uh-huh, and what else?
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
I'll be playin' basketball with the president
Dunkin' 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, twenties, tens and Bens completely separate
Yeah, I be in a whole new tax bracket
We in recession, but let me take a crack at it
I 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
Eatin' good, sleepin' soundly
I know we all have a similar dream
Go in your pocket, pull out your wallet
Put it in the air and sing
I wanna be a billionaire so fuckin' bad
Buy all of the things I never had
I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smilin' next to Oprah and the Queen
What up, Oprah?
Oh, every time I close my eyes
Oh, what you see, what you see, bruh?
I see my name in shining lights
Uh-huh, uh-huh, and what else?
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
I wanna be a billionaire so fuckin' bad