Något ni kanske inte vet om mig är att jag hatar musik som man inte hör texten på. Jag måste förstå vad de sjunger, vad det handlar om. Jag lär mig låtar sjukt fort och sjunger med typ alltid, men det måste gå att höra vad de sjunger. Låtar på franska & så är inte min grej, även om de blir en riktig hit. Jag fattar ju inte vad den handlar om, man kanske sitter och lallar med och så sjunger de om maskingevär...

Aja, 2 the point... Denna låten gör mig så jävla glad, jag blev tårögd när jag såg videon första gången. Någon som håller med mig?

[Bruno Mars]
I wanna be a billionaire so fuckin' 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.

[Chorus]
Oh every time I close my eyes,
I see my name in shiny lights.
Yeah, a different city every night.
Oh I - I swear, the world better prepare for when I'm a billionaire.

[Travis "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 since I've single so,
You can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho Ho.
Haa, 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.

[Chorus]
Oh, every time I close my eyes,
(what chu see, what chu see bro?)
I see my name in shiny lights.
(uh huh). 
Ahh, yeah yeah. 
(what else?)
A different city every night.
Oh I - I swear, the world better prepare..
(for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire.
(yeah!)
Oh oooh oh oooh,
(Sing it)
When I'm a Billionaire.
Oh oooh oh oooh.
(let's go)

[Travis "Travie" McCoy]
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, 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 whatevers 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, haa)
Uh. 
I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine.
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen.
(What up Oprah? Haaa!)

[Chorus]
Oh every time I close my eyes,
(what chu see, what chu see bro?)
I see my name in shiny lights.
(uh huh). 
Ahh, yeah yeah. 
(what else?)
A different city every night.
Oh (yeah yeah yeah)
I - I swear, the world better prepare..
(for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire.
(yeah!)
Oh oooh oh oooh,
(Sing it)
When I'm a Billionaire.
Oh oooh oh oooh.

I wanna be a billionaire 
(uh huh)
so fuckin' bad.