Travie McCoy, Bruno Mars - Billionaire lyrics
Bruno Mars [Peter Gene Hernandez] Honolulu, Hawaii, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Travie McCoy, Bruno Mars - Billionaire lyrics]
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'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 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, bruh?)
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
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'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 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, bruh?)
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