Rapped in the warmth of you
Loving every breathe of you
Feel my heart this moment, ooohhh
Wiz Khalifa
Notebook, notebook, Trapper keeper paper
Willy wonka's in my closet, all these flavors
Shop with me you'll get exhausted
Broke nigga's they gotta dodge
They just can't afford it, yellow star ships
Walking out the men's department
Now look at that bitch riding with me
Ain't she gorgeous, You 747, i be foreign, snoring
Paper like the nba, balling, No look, big house, own cook
My chick exotic, bring what i want through
And i don't even tell them what i want
I just throw pool party's in my hotel room, and they come
Didn't know i'm famous, so she claim she ain't a groupie
You feed her mc donald's, i'm the kind like eating sushi
Got a lot of loose leaf - (Paper)
Come down to that money, Boy i'm straight, no chaser, okay
Rick Ross
I'm burning purple flowers, It's burning my chest
I bury the most cash, And burning the - (X4)
Drake
Tryna get the green
Like i'm waiting at a long light
Broke just doesn't suit me girl
And every night is prom night
Where'd i put my bow tie, millionaire multi
Rest in peace to b.i.g.
And praises to the most high
Getting stupid paid, off of smart decisions
I'm the man now, i guess that parts a giving
Someone please tell me the problem
With my competition, I ask, "what's up?"
And they just always say, "the cost to living"
I learn from it though, I been down, and i got up
Bring a hundred thousand to the club
And light yo' spot up
And me fallin' and landin' in love
I don't think should happen
Because everything easier to get into
Than to get out of
But someone show me to the owner of this city
Cause the owner's always seen to be the only people with me
I'm still the mafa, i still run the committee
Ny forever, nigga's did it - (Somebody remind me where i'm at)
Rick Ross
I'm burning purple flowers, It's burning my chest
I bury the most cash, and burning the rest - (X4)
Wiz Khalifa Album Lyrics, Purple Flowers Lyrics, Wiz Khalifa Purple Flowers Album Lyrics, Purple Flowers, Wiz Khalifa, Rick Ross, Drake
Loving every breathe of you
Feel my heart this moment, ooohhh
Wiz Khalifa
Notebook, notebook, Trapper keeper paper
Willy wonka's in my closet, all these flavors
Shop with me you'll get exhausted
Broke nigga's they gotta dodge
They just can't afford it, yellow star ships
Walking out the men's department
Now look at that bitch riding with me
Ain't she gorgeous, You 747, i be foreign, snoring
Paper like the nba, balling, No look, big house, own cook
My chick exotic, bring what i want through
And i don't even tell them what i want
I just throw pool party's in my hotel room, and they come
Didn't know i'm famous, so she claim she ain't a groupie
You feed her mc donald's, i'm the kind like eating sushi
Got a lot of loose leaf - (Paper)
Come down to that money, Boy i'm straight, no chaser, okay
Rick Ross
I'm burning purple flowers, It's burning my chest
I bury the most cash, And burning the - (X4)
Drake
Tryna get the green
Like i'm waiting at a long light
Broke just doesn't suit me girl
And every night is prom night
Where'd i put my bow tie, millionaire multi
Rest in peace to b.i.g.
And praises to the most high
Getting stupid paid, off of smart decisions
I'm the man now, i guess that parts a giving
Someone please tell me the problem
With my competition, I ask, "what's up?"
And they just always say, "the cost to living"
I learn from it though, I been down, and i got up
Bring a hundred thousand to the club
And light yo' spot up
And me fallin' and landin' in love
I don't think should happen
Because everything easier to get into
Than to get out of
But someone show me to the owner of this city
Cause the owner's always seen to be the only people with me
I'm still the mafa, i still run the committee
Ny forever, nigga's did it - (Somebody remind me where i'm at)
Rick Ross
I'm burning purple flowers, It's burning my chest
I bury the most cash, and burning the rest - (X4)
Wiz Khalifa Album Lyrics, Purple Flowers Lyrics, Wiz Khalifa Purple Flowers Album Lyrics, Purple Flowers, Wiz Khalifa, Rick Ross, Drake
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