28 August 2013

Billionaire Queens

You know that completely aggravating moment when a song pops in your head and then a week later, it's still bouncing around in there? Yeah. I decided that this song would be the perfect response to something someone else said last week...and here we are. 



Whomever is responsible for getting this song out there knew what they were doing. It has got to be one of the catchiest tunes alive. That and it's the thought we all think when life starts piling on all manner of reality in the form of money issues. 

There's so much heartache, heartbreak and mass destruction going on in our world.....sometimes, you really just have to pull the plug on all that, take a step back, and see, read, or hear something that will LIFT the spirits rather than crush them. 



I don't know what I would do if I came into millions or billions. Maybe completely withdraw from society. Or maybe not. I don't spend a lot of time thinking about vapid dreams because they get in the way of real change, real work and real hope. For now, I don't think I'd truly want to be a billionaire queen. Millionaire queen, maybe.....  :)  

"Billionaire"
I wanna be a billionaire so fucking 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

Oh every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights yeah
A different city every night alright
I swear the world better prepare
For when I'm a billionaire
Yeah I would have a show like Oprah
I would be the host of everyday Christmas
Give Travie your 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
Ha ha 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

Oh every time I close my eyes (what you see what you see brah?)
I see my name in shining lights (uhuh uhuh yeah what else?)
A different city every night alright
I swear the world better prepare (for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire
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 racket
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
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 (buy everything ha ha)
Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen (what up Oprah)

Oh every time I close my eyes, (watch ya see, what you see brah?)
I see my name in shining lights, (uh huh, uh huh, what else?)
A different city every night, oh I
I swear the world better prepare (for what?)
For when I'm a billionaire

I wanna be a billionaire so fucking bad!

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