Billionare taby ukulele według Travie Mccoy

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I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad

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Buy all of the things I never had

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Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine

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Smiling next to Oprah and the queen


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Oh, every time I close my eyes

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I see my name in shining lights

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a different city every night, oh, I

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I swear the world better prepare

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For when I'm a billionaire


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Yeah, I would have a show like Oprah

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I would be the host of, everyday Christmas

Give Travie a wish list

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I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt

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And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had shit


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Give away a few Mercedes like, "Here, lady, have this"

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And last but not least grant somebody their last wish

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It's been a couple months that I've been single so

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You can call me Travie Claus, minus the "Ho Ho"


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Get it, I'd probably visit where Katrina hit

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And damn sure do a lot more than FEMA did

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Yeah, can't forget about me, stupid

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Everywhere I go I'mma have my own theme music


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Oh, every time I close my eyes

(What you see? What you see, bro?)

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I see my name in shining lights

(Aha, aha, and what else?)

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A different city every night, oh, I

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I swear the world better prepare

(For what?)

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For when I'm a billionaire

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Ooh, ooh, oh, ooh, for when I'm a billionaire

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Ooh, ooh, oh, ooh



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 is 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

(Every day, haha)

Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine

Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

(What up, Oprah? A HA)



Oh every time I close my eyes

(What you see? What you see, bro?)

I see my name in shining lights

(Aha, aha, and what else?)

A different city every night, oh, I

I swear the world better prepare

For when I'm a billionaire

Ooh, ooh, oh, ooh, for when I'm a billionaire

Ooh, ooh, oh, ooh

I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad