Bartender - Cappadonna, Rush Ratchet, Cappadonna & Rush Ratchet

Bar-ten-der, let me buy a round for all my ladies

Bar-ten-der, let me see what’s kickin' game can do

Yo, the first night I seen ya, I admit

Girl you had a thug on some «i'mma buy ya shit»

Mama, if you need spice, I can re ya up

I can be your sugar daddy, ice a g and up

Or I can be that lost love missing in ya past

Or that tingle on your tongue dippin' in ya glass

Sittin' like a billboard, modeling the kiss

Buy a shot of crys', a bottle for your click

Followed by the slide in the leather hummer seat

Any words given to ya, promise I’mma keep

I’mma stay a thug, any drama found

Guaranteed to hold my momma down

I can make ya wrist freeze quicker than a cop

Lose me when your close, sick of when you’re not

Liquor in the drop, rubbers in the glove

Bubbles in the tub, now show a nigga love

I love it when I’m wit a fly chick

Skin so pretty and an ass so thick

I’m always in the club, I ain’t worried bout shit

Dipped on the regular, you see me with a bitch

Even if I’m smoked out, I can’t be scoped out

Drink for the ladies when I pull my notes out

Dressed in ya tight ass shit, the nipples is poked out

Honeys lips was glossy, order the Henny’s in the glasses that’s frosty

You never lost me, I was crushing them other hoes, what you expect?

When you see me at shows, cracking mad bottles of Mo'

See act cobra, she really freaky

She look good, but she really sneaky

Hit 'em with the apple martini, that’s creepy

Until she gets sleepy, that’s my agenda

Aiyo, bartender, order a round for the hoes that’s going down

Yo, now the question at hand, is, can I be ya man

Take you to the beach, have sex in the sand

The body should be banned with ya honey glow and tan

If time is money, honey, you’re worth a gram

See I can make you love me, love me long time

Can my tongue tangeray, and how I bump and grind

The pleasure’s all mine, forever and a day

My foreplay is like a torpe', when I jay

Fiesta, you got the look, I wanna know better

Bartender, every one Henny and Amaretto

On the house, cuz this could be my future spouse

Got me cheesing the cheese, like the cat and mouse

But no doubt, I get the job done like Big Daddy

And we can both gangsta lean in mean caddy

Cuz you’se a fatty, and I’mma fill ya cup

Cuz I wanna sex you up