I used to have a lot of (*##$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 (*##$es love daddy

They had to share me or them (*##$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 $$# and wouldn't give a $#&@
Get out her pocket, (*##$ you gettin' beat up
You see me hangin' with them ^!$$%s like jock

And every single five mile, (*##$es gettin' popped
Well now I got a rep and they say I'm wrong
I beat my broad $$# and she moved back home

Came in one night, I was buzzin'
(*##$ tried to front me for $#&@in' her cousin
She started yellin', man, the (*##$ got raw

I took one step back and went straight to her jaw
I gives a $#&@ that the (*##$ left
Cause all she ever got was some good dick

And it really ain't %#@! to find another (*##$
Cause I'm a cool mother$#&@er and I'm hella rich
(Yeah) Ant Banks in the house and you know he knows

Grab the mic ^!$$%, $#&@ these hoes

Ant Banks:


Yeah, I'm thinkin' back 'fore a ^!$$% just came up
Playin' games with the (*##$es

Thought a ^!$$% might change but
I was tight thinkin' everything's all right
Doin' the same %#@! to a different (*##$ every night

Just dickin'em down like a gigolo
So you gotta peep game from a ^!$$% though
I'm too young to get sprung so don't trip, tell'em

(Ain't no love, (*##$)
So let's speak about a freak named Connie
$#&@ed the (*##$ tough, backstage at the Omni

I can't forget Constance, the (*##$ is so dumb
Quick to lick my nuts, suck my dick, and just hum
And these are just some hoes

That a ^!$$% 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 ^!$$% stuck with no kind of get back
Now I even get shook by the hoodrats

Cause they know what the $#&@ 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 (*##$es
Just made'em all leave today
But I know it won't last long

They sayin' $#&@ Ant Banks
Now all my (*##$es is gone


Too $hort:

All my (*##$es are gone, them (*##$es bounced

I had a gang of'em, now they can't be found
They ain't $#&@in' with $hort Dog
Cause I'm from Oakland

You $#&@ with us (*##$, somethin' gettin' broken
Your leg, arm, jaw, nose, pick a part
Oakland mother$#&@ers'll break your heart

Until you recognize game in your face
You's a punk $$# (*##$, ain't never been no place
I can't hold back, now's the time

To leave your stank fake broke $$# (*##$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, ^!$$%, $#&@in' flight attendents
$hort Dog ain't nothin' but a dog, beeyatch

(Ain't nothin' new ^!$$%, come again)
All my (*##$es are gone, them (*##$es cut
But I really don't give a $#&@
I always knew I didn't need that hoe
I got the game from the mother$#&@in' E-S-O

And you can tell when I hit the place
All them star-struck (*##$es jump in my face
And get shot to the curb like I'm the mob
Unless they givin' ^!$$%s blowjobs


Ant Banks:

Yeah, and when a (*##$ 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 $#&@ around
You'll get slapped, hoe
For tryin' to $#&@ up the Ant Banks program
Steady saltin' with your stanky $$# toe jams

You're mad cause I wouldn't spend no time
I'm with the homies, makin' cash
pullin' (*##$es and writin' rhymes
I'm just doin' what I got to do
I'm not $#&@in' with you
Because your funky $$# @@#! is through

So now I gotta get some new hoes
Some old school (*##$es
That's still ridin' trues and vogues
I want a freak with the gangsta look
That Ant Banks can hook
And the (*##$ better know how to cook
Cause I'm a ^!$$% that'll eat some %#@! up

Macaroni, steak, collard greens, or whatever the $#&@
Yeah $hort, you know how we do'em
Treat (*##$es like red lights and run right through'em
I got my mack on strong and my dick on long
So $#&@ it, all my (*##$es can stay gone

Too $hort:

Mine too
Ant Banks:
You know what I'm sayin'?
Too $hort:
Yeah, beeyatch
Ant Banks:
$hort Dog in the mother$#&@in' house

Too $hort:
Nah ^!$$%, you in this mother$#&@er
Ant Banks:
Bringin' this %#@! 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
$#&@ these (*##$es, man
$#&@ these (*##$es, $hort,
Let's get out of here, man