Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chord Overstreet
Vocals
Cory Monteith
Vocals
Kevin McHale
Vocals
Mark Salling
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Travie McCoy
Songwriter
Ari Levine
Songwriter
P. Lawrence
Songwriter
Bruno Mars
Songwriter
Adam Anders
Vocal Arranger
Peer Astrom
Arranger
Tim Davis
Vocal Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Anders
Producer
Peer Astrom
Producer
Ryan Murphy
Producer
Alex Anders
Recording Engineer
Deyder Cintron
Editing Engineer
Tobias Kampe-Flygare
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I wanna be a billionaire so frickin' 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
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
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 and 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 since 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 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
[Verse 4]
Oh every time I close my eyes
Oh what ya see, what ya see girl
I see my name in shining lights
Uh huh, uh huh and then
A different city every night
Oh I, I swear the world better prepare
For what
When I'm a billionaire
Ooh ooh
When I'm a billionaire
Ooh ooh
Let's go
[Verse 5]
I'll be playing basketball with the president
Dunking on his delegates
Then I compliment him on his political etiquette
Toss a couple million in the air just for the heck of it
But keep the fives, twenty's, ten and Ben's completely separate
Yeah I be in a whole new tax bracket
We in recession but let me take a crack at it
I'll probably just take whatever's left and just split it up
So everybody that I love can just 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
[Verse 6]
I wanna be a billionaire so frickin' bad
So bad
By 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
What up, Oprah?
[Verse 7]
Oh every time I close my eyes
What ya see, what ya see bro?
I see my name in shining lights
Uh huh, uh huh and then
A different city every night
Oh I, I swear the world better prepare
For what
For when I'm a billionaire
Yeah
Ooh ooh
Sing it
When I'm a billionaire
Ooh ooh
[Verse 8]
I wanna be a billionaire so frickin' bad
Written by: Ari Levine, Bruno Mars, Philip Lawrence, Travie McCoy