- Too $hort All My Bitches Are Gone 歌詞
- 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
MCall 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 wrongI 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
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 anigga though
Im too young to get sprung so dont trip, tellem(Aint no love, bitch)
So lets speak about a freak named
ConnieFucked the bitch tough, backstage at the
OmniI 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 BanksNow all my bitches is gone
All my bitches are gone, them bitches bounced
I had a gang ofem, now they cant be found
They aint fuckin with $hort
DogCause Im from
OaklandYou fuck with us bitch, somethin gettin broken
Your leg, arm, jaw , nose, pick a part
Oakland motherfuckersll break your heart
Until you recognize game in your face
Yous a punk ass bitch, aint never been no place
I cant hold back, nows the time
To leave your stank fake broke ass bitches behind
And move on like a player
Im knockin ghetto hoes and even squares
Secretaries, nurses, and policewomen
Im flyin first class, nigga, fuckin flight attendents$
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-OAnd 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
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 $hort, you know how we doem
Treat bitcheslike red lights and run right throughem
I got my mack on strong and my dick on long
So fuck it, all my bitches can stay gone
Mine tooYou know what
Im sayin?
Yeah, beeyatch$
Hort Dog in the motherfuckin house
Nah nigga, you in this motherfucker
Bringin this shit for nine-tre and nine-four
You know what
Im sayin?
Get in where you fit in, hoes
Before you need a check up from the neck up
Peace outFuck these bitches, man
Fuck these bitches, $hort
Lets get out of here, man
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