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believe it's not on my sleeve
We don't wear hearts on the dance floor (No)
We don't wear hearts on the dance floor (No)
We don't wear hearts on the dance

From my heart to my home to the streets
Of the villages I'm from where its sweet
I'm bringing real love this is not tweet
My heart is on my sleeve

with all these things
Just get your money
If you just want them girls up in your sleeves
Just get your money
If you just wanna be all in them clubs
Just

a good world but for our insecurities 
For some respect and admiration from people we don't know

And so we roll our sleeves up, make the inner voice stop

with all these things
Just get your money
If you just want them girls up in your sleeves
Just get your money
If you just wanna be all in them clubs
Just

believe it's not on my sleeve
We don't wear hearts on the dance floor (No)
We don't wear hearts on the dance floor (No)
We don't wear hearts on the dance

Young nigga Hard-Headed with a Trick up his sleeve
He Purple Hearted, you can see it if you look at his sleeve
Ni
Could you believe somebody took it

Lovin' Every Day of These Blues
by Phill Raymond

Verse 1.
My gal she's so fine
I'm so glad she is mine
I wear my heart on my sleeve
Lovin' every day

Heart on my sleeve
If you let me down all I ask is that you do it with ease
On a scale to 10 she 11, my lil stranger thing
Hard exterior but I

tight,won't let it pass by
Oh my (oh my), if you want some nigga I'm outside
Don't keep me waiting coz ain't really got no time
When I roll up my sleeves

I wore my heart on my sleeves for you
Whatever that you want girl I did for you
Whenever that you called bro I came to you
Oh ohh
That love will have

I heard someone
Say her name just the other day
And ya boy said

I just wanna know why she
Had to leave
Tearing up my heart
That's on my sleeve
She

sleeves
Yeah, these bitches get mad cause I'm counting the cheese
I fuck on your bitch and I'm off in a wink
Yeah, I pull up in foreigns, I'm up in a mink

Told me that you wear your heart on your sleeve
Told me you don't want nobody else but me
Told me that you wanna give up now
Do me dirty if you give

up your sleeve

I should have known how I felt before
But who was I to ruin you?
I didn't want to be a bore
Why'd you bring me to this place?
I'm

still
The second I'm outta here
I'm tatting my sleeve and I'll pierce my ear
And I got a sweet, stuck in my teeth
I got a sweet in my teeth
I got a card,

Uncertainty, I saw it from the start
You were standing right in front of me
Wore my heart on my sleeve
I need to let you go to let me breathe

No ringer on my finger
I got the sleeve on it
Life to short for fuzz
So keep it clean on me
Yeah
Better ways to move
Better ways to be homie
Gotta

beef and stopping static in these streets
I'm bout dat
Mossberg double ots up in the sleeve
I got that
Small waste but she thick up in the hips
I like

nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool
Moses went walking with the staff of wood (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Newton got beaned by the apple good (yeah,

the fly don't care about
Weapons are fun, destruction rules
Flies up your sleeve, climbs in to hurt you
Beats up the function
Blood destroys the fool
Blood

her sleeve
From her sleeve
I'm seeking liberation
But I give into temptation
I try to govern what is sacred
But my young heart's impatient
Yeah
I feel

So clean, so clean, I'm
(Buddah Blessed this beat)
So clean, so clean, I'm
Clean, designer brand on my sleeve (Sleeve)
Give me that small LV (V)

This is a story about some cheese that
Ended up in Lil Bruh's sleeve
I have hepatitis c’mon Bruh!

Sucked on your mom's cow
Fucked your unibrow (Yuh,