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by Travie McCoy

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Billionaire” is a song by Travie McCoy. This page features time-synced lyrics that highlight each line as the song plays — press play to sing along in real time. The lyrics contain 51 lines.

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I wanna be a billionaire so freakin' 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

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 sh-

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

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 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 playing basketball with the President, dunkin' 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 and Ben's 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, put it in the air and sing

I wanna be a billionaire so freakin' 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 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 freakin' bad

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I wanna be a billionaire so freakin' 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 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 sh- 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 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 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 playing basketball with the President, dunkin' 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 and Ben's 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, put it in the air and sing I wanna be a billionaire so freakin' 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 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 freakin' bad