[Chorus 1]
When I grow up I want to be a billionaire, a V.I.P
And all my friends will say
"You really made it, man"
"You really made it, man"

[Verse 1]
Rolling down the windows
Feeling kind of dumb though
I've seen this done a thousand times
If this is what you call home
You won it in a game show
I'd take it that you noticed mine

[Chorus 2]
When I grow up I want to be a billionaire, a V.I.P
And all my friends will say
"You really made it, man"
"You really made it, man"
I'll hook up with a divorcee
I'll see if [?] for is free
And all my friends will say
"You really made it, man"
"You really made it, man"

[Verse 2]
This is bottled vintage
I don't have my [?]
You tell me what to think of it
Have you seen this cool shit?
It's not even out yet
I'll let you touch it if you [?]
And all the music's on
But all the people gone
Where did I go wrong?
Where did I go wrong?
[Chorus 3]
When I grow up I want to be a billionaire, a V.I.P
And all my friends will say
"You really made it, man"
"You really made it, man"
I'll hook up with a divorcee
I'll see if [?] for is free
And all my friends will say
"You really made it, man"
"You really made it, man"