Travie McCoy – Billionaire (feat. Bruno Mars) Lyrics

Travie McCoy – Billionaire (feat. Bruno Mars) Lyrics
Billionaire
Travie McCoy (feat. Bruno Mars)
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    "Billionaire." - Travie McCoy (feat. Bruno Mars)

    Album: Billionaire (feat. Bruno Mars) - Single
    Track No: 01
    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

    Writer(s): Ari Levine, Bruno Mars, Philip Lawrence & Travie McCoy.

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