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Tekster: Neon Hitch. Billionaire.

I don't wanna be a billionaire
who fucking cares
how they have their cars and what they wear?

And I heard that bein' filthy rich ain't what it seems
Money can't buy all the things I've seen

Oh every time I close my eyes
I dream of what it must be like
To have the dollar rule your life
Oh I, I swear, their only love affair
is to be a billionaire.

So which mental story, twenty four years old.
Put his daddy's money inside his nose,
So he's so damn lonely, and his heart is cold.
Even in fur coats, he drips with ice and snow.

It's so dumdumdeedumdum duh dum
It's so dumdumdeedumdum dum

Oh every time I close my eyes
I dream of what it must be like
To have the dollar rule your life
Oh I, I swear, their only love affair
is to be a billionaire.

badadumdumdadadumdumdum

To be a billionaire
badadumdumdadadumdumdum

Just a rich girl, baby, and she's lost her soul.
If you've seen her lately, you wouldn't even know.
She got nip-tuck crazy, now she's skin and bone.
In the world so fake, she likes to call her own

It's so dumdumddeedumdumdum duh dum
She's so dumdumdeedumdum dum

I don't wanna be a billionaire, who fucking cares
How they have their cars and what they wear?
And I heard that being filthy rich ain't what it seems
Money can't buy all the things I've seen.

Oh every time I close my eyes
I dream of what it must be like
To have the dollar rule your life
Oh I, I swear, their only love affair
is to be a billionaire.

I don't wanna be a billionaire
who fucking cares?