Ant Banks - I Ain't Nothin But a Dog lyrics

I've been a dog ever since I was young I saw The Mack and got oh so sprung I couldn't help it, I had to be just like that With a stable of hoes and my pockets fat But don't trip, I made up my mind when I was 17 I ain't with no marriage and a wedding ring I be a player for life Forget about a wife She just ain't my type Cause I mack each ho and get richer And if it ain't like that then I forget ya I know you're just a freak, ho You're so nasty That's why you're staring When you walk right pa** me b**h, now you're looking back All dogs must chase the cat So here I come, I just wanna f** you and cut Treat you like trampy s*ut So much game when a homies' tough Meet a b**h like you and smooth come up I have your fake-a** closing out bank accounts Spitting straight pimp game from the Oakland-town It's been done before and b**h, I do it again Break your mama, your sister and all your friends $hort dog's on the microphone And I won't stop macking till my bank is long So try to break me if you wanna From me you get nothing but drama If you're a rich b**h, I got a new twist And if you're with it, b**h Then we can do this Put me on the payroll Kick me down bankroll Buy me a Benz and keep my tank full 'Cause other than that, I don't want no broad $hort Dog ain't nothing but a dog I got all my game from East Oakland streets So mother f** you damn sh**-head freaks Couldn't pay me enough to treat you right 'Cause $hort Dog ain't nothing nice Like a s**er mother f**er let his b**h be boss Tell him how much she wants And, "Let me use your car" I'm from Oakland, b**h And you can check my rap And out here fake b**hes get slapped Let a b**h get bold with me I start acting like Goldy Tell me who's in the house now? Shorty The Pimp And I'm the last mother f**er That will pay your rent I ain't blind, I know you're fine as f** But you a tramp, b**h You ain't mine what's up? Try to give me some p**y but I want some head And I already know everything you did They say you f** like old-a** tired b**h But the word is out you s** some good a** dick And I don't want nothing if I can't get it all You should know 'Cause I ain't nothing but a dog, b**h $hort dog ain't nothing but a dog b**h, f** with me she got to do it all Most brothers try to take freaks out I get a room and stick my dick in her mouth They spend money on a movie and some dinner But $hort Dog will go straight up in her I give b**hes no respect The way I run my game they understand this sh** You couldn't be like me cause you'll just buy her things Used to be perfume but now it's diamond rings I remember when I f**ed your prom date You bought her dress and everything But she just couldn't wait For the prom to end so she can call me up It was our very first date And it was cool to f** Now I be doing this sh** all the time I got b**hes on my mind Can't change in 1992 Cause I still gotta find some new Sweet, black whatchamacallit? I won't say it But if it's laying in my bed, I'm a fade it $hort dog ain't nothing but a dog Use to clown the hoes at the Eastmont Mall I was acting like a pimp when I was 7 Started s**ing up game at 11 And at the age of a young 14 I started knocking young hoes on the scene Couldn't give a f** less about a b**h Thinking like that $hort Dog got rich Now I'm making ends and you think I'm weak Cause I'm always down at ? freaks Tell me who's the man And who's the mouse, b**h? I'm Audi-five to my dog house