Too Short All My Bitches Are Gone Lyrics

Too $hort:

I used to have a lot of b____es
Straight down for me
Doin' anything I said, even hoe 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 b____es love daddy
They had to share me or them b____es 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 a__ and wouldn't give a f___
Get out her pocket, b____ you gettin' beat up
You see me hangin' with them n____s like jock
And every single five mile, b____es gettin' popped
Well now I got a rep and they say I'm wrong
I beat my broad a__ and she moved back home
Came in one night, I was buzzin'
b____ tried to front me for f___in' her cousin
She started yellin', man, the b____ got raw
I took one step back and went straight to her jaw
I gives a f___ that the b____ left
Cause all she ever got was some good d___
And it really ain't s___ to find another b____
Cause I'm a cool m_________er and I'm hella rich
(Yeah) Ant Banks in the house and you know he knows
Grab the mic n____, f___ these hoes

Ant Banks:

Yeah, I'm thinkin' back 'fore a n____ just came up
Playin' games with the b____es
Thought a n____ might change but
I was tight thinkin' everything's all right
Doin' the same s___ to a different b____ every night
Just d___in'em down like a gigolo
So you gotta peep game from a n____ though
I'm too young to get sprung so don't trip, tell'em
(Ain't no love, b____)
So let's speak about a freak named Connie
f___ed the b____ tough, backstage at the Omni
I can't forget Constance, the b____ is so dumb
Quick to lick my nuts, suck my d___, and just hum
And these are just some hoes
That a n____ 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 n____ stuck with no kind of get back
Now I even get shook by the hoodrats
Cause they know what the f___ they gon' get
Took for they cash and a mouth full of d___, huh
And I hate I gotta be that way
Goin' vicious on these b____es
Just made'em all leave today
But I know it won't last long
They sayin' f___ Ant Banks
Now all my b____es is gone

Too $hort:

All my b____es are gone, them b____es bounced
I had a gang of'em, now they can't be found
They ain't f___in' with $hort Dog
Cause I'm from Oakland
You f___ with us b____, somethin' gettin' broken
Your leg, arm, jaw, nose, pick a part
Oakland m_________ers'll break your heart
Until you recognize game in your face
You's a punk a__ b____, ain't never been no place
I can't hold back, now's the time
To leave your stank fake broke a__ b____es 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, n____, f___in' flight attendents
$hort Dog ain't nothin' but a dog, beeyatch
(Ain't nothin' new n____, come again)
All my b____es are gone, them b____es cut
But I really don't give a f___
I always knew I didn't need that hoe
I got the game from the m_________in' E-S-O
And you can tell when I hit the place
All them star-struck b____es jump in my face
And get shot to the curb like I'm the mob
Unless they givin' n____s b______s

Ant Banks:

Yeah, and when a b____ wanna flirt
I put in work, treat'em all like dirt
And watch them get they feelin's hurt
Cause I'm a mack, hoe, listen to this rap, hoe
And you will know not to f___ around
You'll get slapped, hoe
For tryin' to f___ up the Ant Banks program
Steady saltin' with your stanky a__ toe jams
You're mad cause I wouldn't spend no time
I'm with the homies, makin' cash
pullin' b____es and writin' rhymes
I'm just doin' what I got to do
I'm not f___in' with you
Because your funky a__ c___ is through
So now I gotta get some new hoes
Some old school b____es
That's still ridin' trues and vogues
I want a freak with the gangsta look
That Ant Banks can hook
And the b____ better know how to cook
Cause I'm a n____ that'll eat some s___ up
Macaroni, steak, collard greens, or whatever the f___
Yeah $hort, you know how we do'em
Treat b____es like red lights and run right through'em
I got my mack on strong and my d___ on long
So f___ it, all my b____es 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 m_________in' house
Too $hort:
Nah n____, you in this m_________er
Ant Banks:
Bringin' this s___ 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
f___ these b____es, man
f___ these b____es, $hort,
Let's get out of here, man

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