LYRICS. 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. Oh every time I close my eyes. I see my name in shining lights yeah. A different city every night alright. 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 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 that I've 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, Imma have my own theme music. Oh every time I close my eyes (what you see what you see brah?). I see my name in shining lights (uhuh uhuh yeah what else?). A different city every night alright. I swear the world better prepare (for what?). 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. 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 racket. 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. I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad (so bad). Buy all of the things I never had (buy everything ha ha). Uh, 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, (watch ya see, what you see brah?). I see my name in shining lights, (uh huh, uh huh, what else?). A different city every night, oh I. I swear the world better prepare (for what?). For when I'm a billionaire. Oh oooh oh oooh when I'm a billionaire. Oh oooh oh oooh. I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad!.