All My Bitches Are Gone

Too $hort: I used to have a lot of bitches Straight down for me Doin' anything I said, even ho on the street But I'm a dog and I dog my broads Guerrilla pimpin', drivin' four door cars Ain't got no kids but them bitches love daddy They had to share me or them bitches couldn't have me Cause I'm a Mack with a capital M Call me $hort Dog baby, put the P in the Pimp I keep my foot in your ass and wouldn't give a fuck Get out her pocket, bitch you gettin' beat up You see me hangin' with them niggas like jock And every single five mile, bitches gettin' popped Well now I got a rep and they say I'm wrong I beat my broad ass and she moved back home Came in one night, I was buzzin' Bitch tried to front me for fuckin' her cousin She started yellin', man, the bitch got raw I took one step back and went straight to her jaw I gives a fuck that the bitch left Cause all she ever got was some good dick And it really ain't shit to find another bitch Cause I'm a cool motherfucker and I'm hella rich (Yeah) Ant Banks in the house and you know he knows Grab the mic nigga, fuck these hoes Ant Banks: Yeah, I'm thinkin' back 'fore a nigga just came up Playin' games with the bitches Thought a nigga might change but I was tight thinkin' everything's all right Doin' the same shit to a different bitch every night Just dickin'em down like a gigolo So you gotta peep game from a nigga though I'm too young to get sprung so don't trip, tell'em (Ain't no love, bitch) So let's speak about a freak named Connie Fucked the bitch tough, backstage at the Omni I can't forget Constance, the bitch is so dumb Quick to lick my nuts, suck my dick, and just hum And these are just some hoes That a nigga like tossed up, kinda crossed up Turned out and lost but I ain't trippin' They all got tramped Used and abused till they all just vamped And left a nigga stuck with no kind of get back Now I even get shook by the hoodrats Cause they know what the fuck they gon' get Took for they cash and a mouth full of dick, huh And I hate I gotta be that way Goin' vicious on these bitches Just made'em all leave today But I know it won't last long They sayin' fuck Ant Banks Now all my bitches is gone Too $hort: All my bitches are gone, them bitches bounced I had a gang of'em, now they can't be found They ain't fuckin' with $hort Dog Cause I'm from Oakland You fuck with us bitch, somethin' gettin' broken Your leg, arm, jaw, nose, pick a part Oakland motherfuckers'll break your heart Until you recognize game in your face You's a punk ass bitch, ain't never been no place I can't hold back, now's the time To leave your stank fake broke ass bitches behind And move on like a player I'm knockin' ghetto hoes and even squares Secretaries, nurses, and police women I'm flyin' first class, nigga, fuckin' flight attendents $hort Dog ain't nothin' but a dog, beeyatch (Ain't nothin' new nigga, come again) All my bitches are gone, them bitches cut But I really don't give a fuck I always knew I didn't need that ho I got the game from the motherfuckin' E-S-O And you can tell when I hit the place All them star-struck bitches jump in my face And get shot to the curb like I'm the mob Unless they givin' niggas blowjobs Ant Banks: Yeah, and when a bitch wanna flirt I put in work, treat'em all like dirt And watch them get they feelin's hurt Cause I'm a mack, ho, listen to this rap, ho And you will know not to fuck around You'll get slapped, ho For tryin' to fuck up the Ant Banks program Steady saltin' with your stanky ass toe jams You're mad cause I wouldn't spend no time I'm with the homies, makin' cash Pullin' bitches and writin' rhymes I'm just doin' what I got to do I'm not fuckin' with you Because your funky ass cock is through So now I gotta get some new hoes Some old school bitches That's still ridin' trues and vogues I want a freak with the gangsta look That Ant Banks can hook And the bitch better know how to cook Cause I'm a nigga that'll eat some shit up Macaroni, steak, collard greens, or whatever the fuck Yeah $hort, you know how we do'em Treat bitches like red lights and run right through'em I got my mack on strong and my dick on long So fuck it, all my bitches can stay gone Too $hort: Mine too Ant Banks: You know what I'm sayin'? Too $hort: Yeah, beeyatch Ant Banks: $hort Dog in the motherfuckin' house Too $hort: Nah nigga, you in this motherfucker Ant Banks: Bringin' this shit for nine-tre and nine-four You know what I'm sayin'? Get in where you fit in, hoes Too $hort: Before you need a check up from the neck up Ant Banks: Peace out Fuck these bitches, man Fuck these bitches, $hort Let's get out of here, man