Billionaire (feat Bruno Mars) - Acoustic

Bruno Mars I wanna be a billionaire so freakin' 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, bro? 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 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 freakin' 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, bro? 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 freakin' bad