Swan Songs Rarities EP [2010]

Take my hand lets go, Somewhere we can rest our souls. We'll sit where it's warm, You say look we're here alone. I was running in circles, I hurt myself, Just to find my purpose. Everything was so worthless, I didn't deserve this, But to me you were

Deuce: Scene kids, ghetto jeans, gangstas 40s and the bling bling sidekicks Rolling with the cleanest feel Shorties, homies, Hollywood, Moscow Shake that ass like you care Wave your hands in the air I go no, no, no When I see J-Dog, Darth, The Sun Go

Bitches I hope you know Bitches I hope you know Bitches I hope you know Deuce, Bitches I hope you know, I wont stop till I hit that Ho, baby come say hello and get your drunk ass over here lets bone Bitches I hope you know, I wont stop till I hit tha