All My Bitches Are Gone — текст песни (Too Short)





Too $hort:



I used to have a lot of bitches

Straight down for me

Doin anything I said, even hoe on the street

But Im a dog and I dog my broads

Guerrilla pimpin, drivin four door cars

Aint got no kids but them bitches love daddy

They had to share me or them bitches couldnt have me

Cause Im 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 wouldnt 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 Im 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 aint shit to find another bitch

Cause Im a cool motherfucker and Im hella rich

(yeah) ant banks in the house and you know he knows

Grab the mic nigga, fuck these hoes



Ant banks:



Yeah, Im thinkin back fore a nigga just came up

Playin games with the bitches

Thought a nigga might change but

I was tight thinkin everythings all right

Doin the same shit to a different bitch every night

Just dickinem down like a gigolo

So you gotta peep game from a nigga though

Im too young to get sprung so dont trip, tellem

(aint no love, bitch)

So lets speak about a freak named connie

Fucked the bitch tough, backstage at the omni

I cant 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 aint 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 madeem all leave today

But I know it wont 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 ofem, now they cant be found

They aint fuckin with $hort dog

Cause Im from oakland

You fuck with us bitch, somethin gettin broken

Your leg, arm, jaw, nose, pick a part

Oakland motherfuckersll break your heart

Until you recognize game in your face

Yous a punk ass bitch, aint never been no place

I cant hold back, nows the time

To leave your stank fake broke ass bitches behind

And move on like a player

Im knockin ghetto hoes and even squares

Secretaries, nurses, and police women

Im flyin first class, nigga, fuckin flight attendents

$hort dog aint nothin but a dog, beeyatch

(aint nothin new nigga, come again)

All my bitches are gone, them bitches cut

But I really dont give a fuck

I always knew I didnt need that hoe

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 Im the mob

Unless they givin niggas blowjobs



Ant banks:



Yeah, and when a bitch wanna flirt

I put in work, treatem all like dirt

And watch them get they feelins hurt

Cause Im a mack, hoe, listen to this rap, hoe

And you will know not to fuck around

Youll get slapped, hoe

For tryin to fuck up the ant banks program

Steady saltin with your stanky ass toe jams

Youre mad cause I wouldnt spend no time

Im with the homies, makin cash

Pullin bitches and writin rhymes

Im just doin what I got to do

Im not fuckin with you

Because your funky ass cock is through

So now I gotta get some new hoes

Some old school bitches

Thats 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 Im a nigga thatll eat some shit up

Macaroni, steak, collard greens, or whatever the fuck

Yeah $hort, you know how we doem

Treat bitches like red lights and run right throughem

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 Im 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 Im 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,

Lets get out of here, man



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