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travie mccoy - billionaire (remix) lyrics

[intro: bruno mars]
i wanna be a billionaire so fricking bad
buy all of the things i never had

[verse 1: travie mccoy]
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-t
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 d-mn sure do a lot more than fema did
yeah, can’t forget about me, stupid
everywhere i go, i’mma have my own theme music

[pre-chorus: bruno mars]
i wanna be a billionaire so fricking 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

[chorus: bruno mars]
oh, every time i close my eyes
i see my name in shining lights
a different city every night
i swear, the world better prepare
for when i’m a billionaire

[verse 2: t-pain]
billionaire dollar crib, stadium, theatre
personal ball cleaner, the closet’s all gators
i’m eating this morning, break-fast
i’mma need 1st place, i refuse to take last
you can hear the wordplay on the top of the b-ss-clap
you n-ggas is all drop-outs, you hate cl-ss
until them umbrellas pop out, splish-splash
ain’t no rain on her blou-ouse, get back
cause them doors close by themselves
oh, no-no-no, i don’t need n0body help
they say i’m backwards cause the doors on my phantom open up the wrong way
and i’m like no, homeboy, you just making the wrong pay

[pre-chorus: bruno mars]
i wanna be a billionaire so fricking 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

[bridge]
oh-oh, oh-oh
wanna know where i am, there is nothing wrong, nothing wrong
oh-oh, oh-oh
even back to the ghetto, ghetto, ohh, oh
oh-oh, oh-oh
this car and those cribs, i need it all
oh ooh, oh ooh, for when i’m a billionaire

[verse 3: gucci mane]
gucci mane la flare in the building, yeah
right back like i never even went nowhere
growing up, i dreamed i would be a billionaire
and when the jordans came, i could buy a billion pair
cause zillionaires swagged up, swear it ain’t fair
lames lay game and they too too square
life’s too short to sit back and look
every night is a movie, my life’s a book
money rules the world, but money runs to me
you can’t put a price tag on what god’s done for me
i wanna be a billionaire so freaking bad
so i can tell all my haters to kiss my -ss
it’s gucci

[outro: bruno mars]
i wanna be a billionaire so fricking 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

- travie mccoy lyrics

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