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 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'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 bass-clap You niggas is all drop-outs, you hate class 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 nobody 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: One Chance] 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 ass 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