Chord Overstreet - Billionaire lyrics

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Chord Overstreet - Billionaire lyrics

[Sam] 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 Smilin' next to Oprah and the Queen Oh, every time I close my eyes I see my name in shinin' lights, yeah A different city every night, oh I I swear the world better prepare For when I'm a billionaire [Artie] Yeah, I would have a show like Oprah, I would be the host of Everyday Christmas, give Artie a wish list I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had it 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 Artie Claus minus the Ho Ho Get it, I'd probably visit where Katrina hit And darn 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 [Sam] Oh every time I close my eyes (whatcha see, whatcha see?) I see my name in shinin' lights (uh huh, uh huh) 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 (oh!) For when I'm a billionaire Oh oooh oh oooh (let's go!) [Puck] I'll be playing basketball with the President Dunkin' on his delegates Then I 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 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 Eatin' good, sleepin' soundly I know we all have a similar dream Go in your pocket pull out your wallet Put it in the air and sing [Sam] I wanna be a billionaire so freakin' bad (so bad) Buy all of the things I never had (buy everything) I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen (whatup Oprah!) Oh every time I close my eyes (watcha see, watcha see?) I see my name in shinin' lights (uh huh, uh huh) Yeah, a different city every night, oh I I swear the world better prepare (for what?) For when I'm a billionaire (yeah, sing it) Oh oooh oh oooh (sing it!) When I'm a billionaire Oh oooh oh oooh (oh!) I wanna be a billionaire so freakin' bad...

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