Gm
Wrapped in the warmth of you
D#
Loving every breath of you
Gm
Steal my heart this moment
D#
Oh, it might burst

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Gm         
Notebook, Notebook
D#
Trapper keeper paper
Gm                          D#
Willy Wonka's in my closet, all these flavors
Gm
Shop with me you'll get exhausted
D#
Broke niggas stay out of Dodge
Gm                           D#
They just can't afford it, yellow star ships
Gm
Walking out the men's department
D#                       Gm                       D#
Now look at that bitch riding with me, ain't she gorgeous
            Gm
You 747, I'm G4'in, snoring
D#              Gm    D#  
Paper like the NBA, balling
           Gm            D#
No look, big house, own cook
 Gm                D#
My chick exotic, bring what I want through
Gm                                  
And I don't even tell them what I want
D#
I just throw pool party's in my hotel room, and they come
Gm
Didn't know I'm famous, so she claim she ain't a groupie
D#
You feed her McDonald's, I'm at Nakama eating sushi
Gm
Got a lot of loose leaf (paper)
D#                                          
Come down to that money, Boy I'm straight, no chaser, okay

[Hook: Rick Ross]
Gm
I'm burning purple flowers
D#
It's burning my chest
Gm                        D#
I bury the most cash, and burning the rest [x4]

[Verse 2: Drake]
Gm                            D#
Tryna get this green, like I'm waiting at a long light
Gm                            D#
Broke just doesn't suit me girl, and every night is prom night
Gm                            D#
Where'd I put my bow tie, millionaire multi
Gm                            D#
Rest in peace to B.I.G, and praises to the most high
Gm                            D#
Getting stupid paid, off of smart decisions
Gm                   D#
I'm the man now, I guess that parts a given
Gm                            D#
Someone please tell me the problem, with my competition
Gm                                  D#
I ask, "What's up?", and they just always say, "The cost to living"
Gm                        D#
I learn from it though, I been down, and I got up
Gm                               D#
Bring a hundred thousand to the club, and light yo' spot up
Gm                                  D#
And me fallin' and landin' in love, I don't think should happen
Gm                                D#
Because everything easier to get into, than to get out of
Gm                                           
But someone show me to the owner of this city
D#
Cause the owner's always seen to be the only people with me
Gm
I'm still the mafia, I still run the committee
D#
NY forever, nigga Diddy (somebody remind me where I am)


[Hook: Rick Ross]
Gm
I'm burning purple flowers
D#
It's burning my chest
Gm                        D#
I bury the most cash, and burning the rest [x4]