Too $hort (too Short) - All My b**hes Are Gone lyrics

Too $hort: I used to have alot of b**hes Straight down for me Doin' anything I said, even hoe on the street But I'm a dog & I dog my broads Gorilla pimpin' drivin' 4 door cars Ain't got no kids but them b**hes love daddy They had to share me or them b**hes 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** & wouldn't give a f** Get out her pocket, b**h you gettin' beat up You see me hangin' with them n***as like jock & every single 5 mile, b**hes gettin' popped Well now I got a rep & they say I'm wrong I beat my broad a** & she moved back home Came in one night, I was buzzin' b**h tried to front me for f**in' her cousin She started yellin' man, the b**h got raw I took one step back & went straight to her jaw I gives a f** that the b**h left 'Cause all she ever got was some good dick & it really ain't sh** to find another b**h 'Cause I'm a cool muthaf**er & I'm hella rich Yeah, ant banks in the house & you know he knows Grab the mic n***a, f** these hoes Ant banks: Yeah, I'm thinkin' back 'fore a n***a just came up Playin' games with the b**hes Thought a n***a might change but I was tight thinkin' everything's all right Doin' the same sh** to a different b**h every night Just dickin' 'em down like a gigolo So you gotta peep game from a n***a though I'm too young to get sprung so don't trip, tell'em "Ain't no love, b**h." So let's speak about a freak named Connie f**ed the b**h tough, backstage at the omni I can't forget constance, the b**h is so dumb Quick to lick my nuts, s** my dick & just hum & these are just some hoes That a n***a like tossed up, kinda crossed up Turned out & lost but I ain't trippin' They all got tramped Used & abused 'til they all just vamped & left a n***a 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 & a mouth full of dick, huh & I hate I gotta be that way Goin' vicious on these b**hes Just made'em all leave today But I know it won't last long They sayin' f** ant banks Now All My b**hes Is Gone. Too $hort: All My b**hes Are Gone, them b**hes 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**h, somethin' gettin' broken Your leg, arm, jaw, nose, pick a part Oakland muthaf**ers'll break your heart Until you recognize game in your face You's a punk a** b**h, ain't never been no place I can't hold back, now's the time To leave your stank fake broke a** b**hes behind & move on like a player I'm knockin' ghetto hoes & even squares Secretaries, nurses & police women I'm flyin' first cla**, n***a, f**in' flight attendents $hort dog ain't nothin' but a dog, b**h "Ain't nothin' new n***a, come again" All My b**hes Are Gone, them b**hes cut But I really don't give a f** I always knew I didn't need that hoe I got the game from the muthaf**in' E S O & you can tell when I hit the place All them star struck b**hes jump in my face & get shot to the curb like I'm the mob Unless they givin' n***as bl**job's. Ant banks: Yeah & when a b**h wanna flirt I put in work, treat'em all like dirt & watch them get they feelin's hurt 'Cause I'm a mack, hoe, listen to this rap, hoe & 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 sanky a** toe jams Your mad cause I wouldn't spend no time I'm with the homies, makin' cash Pullin' b**hes & writin' rhymes I'm just doin' what I got to do I'm not f**in' with you Because your funky a** co*k is through So now I gotta get some new hoes Some old school b**hes That's still ridin' trues & vogues I want a freak with the gangsta look That Ant Banks can hook & the b**h better know how to cook 'Cause I'm a n***a that'll eat some sh** up Macaroni, steak, collard greens, or whatever the f** Yeah $hort, you know how we do'em Treat b**hes like red lights & run right through'em I got my mack on strong & my dick on long So f** it, all my b**hes can stay gone. Too $hort: Mine too. Ant Banks: You know what I'm sayin'? Too $hort: Yeah, b**h. Ant Banks: $hort dog in the muthaf**in' house. Too $hort: Nah n***a, you in this muthaf**er. Ant Banks: Bringin' this sh** for 9-tre & 9-4. 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**hes, man f** these b**hes, $hort, Let's get out of here, man.