I wanna be a billionaire

Though I have never dreamed of “buying all of the things I never had”, “be on the cover of Forbes magazine” and “smiling next to Oprah and the Queen”, I still “swear the world better prepare for when I’m a billionaire” and it sounds great to “grant somebody their last wish”. 

There is no reason I will feel evil to say “I wanna be a billionaire.” Growing up in a small city where a high-rise apartment right next to waste landfills site costs over a million (CAD) dollars and living in the best city to live in around the world, seeing a huge increase in Metro Vancouver’s unreal real estate price and meeting many millionaires (at least on paper) after a surge to bulldoze perfectly good older houses and build two or three million-dollar-plus houses in Richmond and the west side of Vancouver, I don’t think that it is a “fucking bad” or “fricking bad” idea to be a billionaire but I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad.

"Billionaire"
(feat. Bruno Mars)

[Bruno Mars]
I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad
Buy all of the things I never had
Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

[Chorus]
Oh every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights
A different city every night oh
I swear the world better prepare
For when I'm a billionaire

[Travis "Travie" McCoy]
Yeah I would have a show like Oprah
I would be the host of everyday 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 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, Imma have my own theme music

[Chorus]
Oh every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights
A different city every night oh
I swear the world better prepare
For when I'm a billionaire
Oh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a billionaire
Oh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a billionaire

[Travis "Travie" McCoy]
I'll be playing basketball with the President
Dunking 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, 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
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

[Bruno Mars]
I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad
Buy all of the things I never had
Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

[Chorus]

I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad!