Billionaire
I wanna be a billionair so f*cking bad
Buy al of the things i never had.
I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to opera and the queen.
O every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights
A diferent city every night
Ow 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.
Its been a couple months since I've single so,
You can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho Ho.
Haa, 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 Imma have my own theme music.
Oh every time I close my eyes,
(what chu see, what chu see bro?)
I see my name in shiny lights.
(uh huh).
Ahh, yeah yeah.
(what else?)
A different city every night.
Oh I - I swear, the world better prepare.
(for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire.
(yeah!)
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 fives, twentys, tens in bins completely separate.
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 whatevers 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, put it in the air and sing.
I wanna be a billionaire so f*cking bad.
(So bad)
Buy all of the things I never had.
(Buy everything, haa)
Uh.
I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine.
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen.
(What up Oprah? Haaa!)
Oh every time I close my eyes,
(what chu see, what chu see bro?)
I see my name in shiny lights.
(uh huh).
Ahh, yeah yeah.
(what else?)
A different city every night.
Oh (yeah yeah yeah)
I - I swear, the world better prepare.
(for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire.
(yeah!)
The end
By Damian de Boer
Buy al of the things i never had.
I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to opera and the queen.
O every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights
A diferent city every night
Ow 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.
Its been a couple months since I've single so,
You can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho Ho.
Haa, 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 Imma have my own theme music.
Oh every time I close my eyes,
(what chu see, what chu see bro?)
I see my name in shiny lights.
(uh huh).
Ahh, yeah yeah.
(what else?)
A different city every night.
Oh I - I swear, the world better prepare.
(for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire.
(yeah!)
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 fives, twentys, tens in bins completely separate.
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 whatevers 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, put it in the air and sing.
I wanna be a billionaire so f*cking bad.
(So bad)
Buy all of the things I never had.
(Buy everything, haa)
Uh.
I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine.
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen.
(What up Oprah? Haaa!)
Oh every time I close my eyes,
(what chu see, what chu see bro?)
I see my name in shiny lights.
(uh huh).
Ahh, yeah yeah.
(what else?)
A different city every night.
Oh (yeah yeah yeah)
I - I swear, the world better prepare.
(for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire.
(yeah!)
The end
By Damian de Boer
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Writer(s): Peter Gene Hernandez, Travis L. Mccoy, Ari Levine, Philip Martin Lawrence Ii
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