Billionaire (feat. Bruno Mars) - Acoustic Version

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 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'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 since I've single so
 You can call me Travie Claus minus the ho-ho
 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-huh, uh-huh, 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 (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 (good job)
 Toss a couple milli' in the air just for the heck of it
 But keep the fives, 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 (there yo go)
 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)
 I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
 Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen (what up, Oprah?)
 Oh, every time I close my eyes (what you see, what you see, bruh?)
 I see my name in shiny lights (uh-huh, uh-huh, 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 (yeah)
 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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Song Details

Duration
03:32
Key
9
Tempo
87 BPM

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