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Song: | Billionaire feat. Travie McCoy |
Album: | The Lost Planet | Genres: | R&B |
Year: | 2010 |
Length: | 210 sec |
Lyrics:
I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad Buy all of the things I never had Uh, 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 shining lights 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'ma have my own theme music Oh, every time I close my eyes (what you see, what you see bruh?) I see my name in shining lights (uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, 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 (let's go) I'll be playing basketball with the President Dunking on his delegates Then I'll compliment him on his political etiquette Toss a couple milli' in the air just for the heck of it But keep the five, twenties, 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, haha) Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen (what up, Oprah? Haha) Oh, every time I close my eyes (what you see, what you see bruh?) I see my name in shining lights (uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, 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 (sing it) When I'm a billionaire Oh-oh, oh-oh (oh) I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad
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