| Bruno MarsI wanna be a billionaire so fuckin' 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
 
 Oh every time I close my eyes
 I see my name in shining lights, yeah
 A different city every night
 Oh, I, I swear the world better prepare
 For when I'm a billionaire
 
 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
 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
 
 Bruno Mars
 Oh, every time I close my eyes
 What you see? What you see?
 I see my name in shining lights, oh yeah
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, and what else?
 A different city every night
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 Oh, I, I swear the world better prepare
 What, what
 For when I'm a billionaire
 Oh oooh oh oooh
 For when I'm a billionaire
 Oh oooh oh oooh
 
 Travie McCoy
 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 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, put it in the air and sing
 
 Bruno Mars
 I wanna be a billionaire so fuckin' bad
 So bad
 Buy all of the things I never had
 Buy everything
 Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
 Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen
 What up, Oprah! Ha ha!
 
 Oh, every time I close my eyes
 What you see? What you see?
 I see my name in shining lights, oh yeah
 Uh-huh, uh-huh, and what else?
 A different city every night
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 Oh, I, 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
 
 I wanna be a billionaire so fuckin' bad
 
 
 
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