Chapter 4 Billionaire/Gotta Be You

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Rachel's POV

When class ended Santana and I went to my locker and waited for Sam. After 5 minutes, Sam was here and we told him he was late. He apologized for being late because of the teacher talking to him. So, we went into Glee Club.

"Hi Mr. Shue. This is Sam Evans who is a new kid and wants to join Glee Club." I said

"Okay, sure whenever you are ready." Mr. Shue said

"Thank you Mr. Shue." Sam said

"Hi everyone, my name is Sam Evans and some of the people know me and I'm going to sing Billionaire."

Billionaire

I wanna be a billionairle so freakin' 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

Oh, every time I close my eyes

I see my name in shining lights

Yeah, a different city every night

Oh, 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 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 that I've been single so

You can call me Travie 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

Oh every time I close my eyes,

I see my name in shining lights

A different city every night

Oh, I swear the world better prepare

For when I'm a billionaire

Oh oh, oh oh, for when I'm a Billionaire

Oh oh, oh oh

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, hiz and biz completely separate

And 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 whatever's left and just split it up

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