Billionaire (feat. Bruno Mars)

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