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Bartender Please
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Bartender Please adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Savoy tarafından 30 Nisan 2013 tarihinde yayınlandıAuthentic
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Çıkış Tarihi30 Nisan 2013
FirmaSavoy
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Akustiklik
Valence
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Enerji
BPM101

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
LL COOL J
LL COOL J
Performer
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Performer
Bootsy Collins
Bootsy Collins
Performer
Travis Barker
Travis Barker
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Todd Smith
James Todd Smith
Songwriter
J.C. Olivier
J.C. Olivier
Songwriter
Samuel J. "Tone" Barnes
Samuel J. "Tone" Barnes
Songwriter
Alexander "Spanador" Mosley
Alexander "Spanador" Mosley
Songwriter
T. "Range" Bowen
T. "Range" Bowen
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Samuel Barnes
Samuel Barnes
Producer
Jean Claude Olivier
Jean Claude Olivier
Producer
James Todd Smith
James Todd Smith
Executive Producer
Doug Fenske
Doug Fenske
Engineer
G. Marchese
G. Marchese
Mixing Engineer

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[Intro]
Ah yeah
Turn me loose
A TV assault baby
Let me lay this asphalt
Uh, dim them lights
Let's get high as a kite
Uh! Yeah baby, dig
It's L to the L and Cool to the J
This is just how we funk today
And it's time for us to get, funky
Nah mean?
[Chorus]
Forget yo swag
(Forget yo swag)
Feel me, (Feel me)
Got money, don't care bout that
(I don't care bout' that)
Feel me, (Feel me)
Keep them ordinary chicks away
(Get out my face)
Feel me, (Feel me)
Bring another hundred bottles to me
(Bartender please)
You better feel me, (Feel me)
(Double L go)
[Verse 1]
All this fraudulent shinin'
And imitation diamonds
Is damn near blindin'
Every time I leave the country
I gotta come back foreign just to remind 'em
Know they watchin' my moves
But they never figure out exactly how I'm grindin'
And these rocks in my ears
They say the bands look at the finest
Lil' cats is funny
Flashing his money like he taking something from me
His girl gave me the eye, this dude's a dummy
Don't play boy, I'll bag yo lil bunny
Chain around my neck made the night look sunny
Game so cold, your crew nose is runny
L's in the building, you know that kid
Here's a hundred for yo nose, baby blow that quick
[Chorus]
Forget yo swag
(Forget yo swag)
Feel me, (Feel me)
Got money, don't care bout that
(I don't care bout' that)
Feel me, (Feel me)
Keep them ordinary chicks away
(Get out my face)
Feel me, (Feel me)
Bring another hundred bottles to me
(Bartender please)
You better feel me, (Feel me)
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Hold and grow, dipped and wet
Get a grip then flip, grip the dick, Heathcliff
The giff, the gaff, the riff, the raff
I'm slick with the Bic when I pen it to the pad
From the drag to the swag or the crip Louie bag
La di da in my Adidas
Iz I fo shizay, kizzay you'll never bizzay
You'll never be as fliz-zy as me and Cool Jz-ay
[Chorus]
Forget yo swag
(Forget yo swag)
Feel me, (Feel me)
Got money, don't care bout that
I don't care bout' that
Feel me, (Feel me)
Keep them ordinary chicks away
(Get out my face)
Feel me, (Feel me)
Bring another hundred bottles to me
Bartender please
You better feel me, (Feel me)
Ayo, for real, give me another shot of that nephew
[Verse 3]
It's the same old script
LL's on, white writers on tip
Proving every rapper in the game can't spit
You 'gon turn around and get yo forehead split
Finish with the workout, I might roll a splif
Young girls talking bout
"Hi, Mister Smith"
Good baby, put the Maserati in 5th
Brim on the Yankee hat, lookin all stiff
LL, boy where you been?
Without you in the game how the coast 'gon win?
Call Snoop Dogg, it's time to go in
Tell my man Bootsy bring the big mouths in
Step on the parkay, you know I'm 'gon win
This the type of balling, you can't defend
Money is stacked up, the crew is locked in
Ya'll get the message, I ain't gotta press send
[Chorus]
Forget yo swag
(Forget yo swag)
Feel me, (Feel me)
Got money, don't care bout that
I don't care bout that
Feel me, (Feel me)
Keep them ordinary chicks away
Get up out my face
Feel me, (Feel me)
Bring another hundred bottles to me
(Bartender please)
You better feel me, (Feel me)
Yo Boosie get 'em
[Bridge]
LL Cool J
Grab a big mouth and funk away
Ayo Snoop, what up baby
Uh, say what?
LL Cool J
Grab a big mouth and funk away
Ayo Bootsy, who dat, man? Who dat?
That's funky right there
Definitely funky right?
Sounds crazy
LL Cool J
Yo, gimme that little sound, make that sound
Forget your swag
Forget your swag
You ain't got no swag
Hell no
LL Cool J, this is how we funk today
Snoop Doggy Dogg, wuddup?
Wuddup Snoop?
(Half a mouth)
Bootsy!
(Suckin that poison out)
Yo Big Bootsy, what's happenin baby?
All around the world
For the big mouth girls
[Outro]
Diggin' down shiggin' it
Oh I'm diggin' it
Ride Sally, ride
Until the smoke comes out yo thighs
My boy L's back on the block
With all cylinders, ready to rock
(You ready to rock?)
Are you ready to rock?
I'm ready
LL, are you ready to rock?
Snoop I'm ready
My boy L's back on the block (He's back in the block)
With all cylinders, ready to rock
(Are you ready?)
I'm ready, Bootsy
Half a mouth, suckin that poison out
We might need some gin and juice after this
Written by: Alexander "Spanador" Mosley, J.C. Olivier, James Todd Smith, Samuel J. "Tone" Barnes, T. "Range" Bowen
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