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I ain't the type to wear my heart on my sleeve All I wanna believe is in the M.O.E. You know me how I do ride around in Bentley coop's Got no need I got me then you can through and you pursued Thought to see what it do saw we had the same view Now my heart on my sleeve and I can feel his poundin' too No more cruisin' so we flew, Now we super hero fly From the mutha fuckin' to shit that we buy It's like we cop in the sky shop to get high Trip on each other then swap it inside I'm a Boss Bitch so either way I'm alright We just compliment each other some shit they can't deny Hater's try to throw shots yeah they really really try But all they shootin' is blanks so ain't no need to reply We get back to our fly, and let the swag brag He know with this Fab I'm a throw it in the bag Aus Songtexte Mania