I'm V.I.P.

[Intro] As we proceed [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Consequence] Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (I'm V.I.P.) Who rock grooves and make moves—and make moves with 'em? Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (I'm V.I.P.) Who rock grooves and make moves—and make moves— Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (I'm V.I.P.) Who rock grooves and make moves—and make moves with— Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (Uh, I'm V.I.P.) The back of the club, sippin' Moët is where you'll find me (Let's rock, yeah) [Verse 1: Consequence] This is just a appetizer for all the advertisers Until I re-up like Pusha T and Ab-Liva (Yeah) See, I'm a bad driver, I'll make your computer crash But it ain't by accident how I be runnin' into cash (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Damn, I heard you been ran through your stash It's messed up how your life is goin' And that's unfortunate, I heard how your wife be hoein' She no different than a chick who marry Gary Coleman Well, at the moment, I guess what I'm tryna say The best way to describe how my homies play Is they be pourin' champagne up in the telly I'm from the same part of Queens you might've seen in Belly So just bring the bottles out that you're tryna sell me I don't give a damn about [?] like R. Kelly 'Cause I'm runnin' the pick and roll whenever my guy's toast We takin' shots with women who be playin' high post [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Consequence] Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (I'm V.I.P.) Who rock grooves and make moves—and make moves with— Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (I'm V.I.P.) Who rock grooves and make moves—and make moves— Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (I'm V.I.P.) Who rock grooves and make moves—and make moves with— Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (I'm V.I.P.) The back of the club, sippin' Moët is where you'll find me [Verse 2: Diggy] You be actin' like a mobster, a Loch Ness Monster But you more like Antoine Dodson's sister's robber So hide your godson, the bore and the nonsense I ain't tryna be like Tiger gettin' aborted by sponsors, I'm dope Not the kind you put in your nostrils And y'all got Twitter followers but I got apostles Y'all just be kickin' raps, you ain't spittin' that gospel I can tell that you mad 'cause you gettin' hostile (Yeah) 'Cause I got my own business and I ain't finish high school If I got you, I got you, as long as we jail Now you lames can join the Army, now don't ask, don't tell You should be singin' with them carolers, "Noel, Noel" Lyrically, I'm at my pinnacle, I'm on my [?] You can play your hottest song, you couldn't mess with my interlude I'll destroy you just for principle, no one will remember you So I suggest you niggas don't start before I finish you [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G., Consequence, Diggy & Mac Miller] Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (Diggy, I'm V.I.P.) Who rock grooves and make moves—and make moves with— Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (I'm V.I.P.) Who rock grooves and make moves—and make moves— Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (Yeah, hahaha, I'm V.I.P.) Who rock grooves and make moves—and make moves with— Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (Uh, I'm V.I.P.) The back of the club, sippin' Moët is where you'll find me [Verse 3: Mac Miller] It goes V to the I-P, very important Drew Carey couldn't hold the weight, I'm carryin' more than a ton Hear a beat, then I'm recordin' for fun 'Cause the way I do a mic is like Jordan wit' dunks (Come on) I'm the thing that is a difference with a sword and a gun Lethal, like that liquor that I pour when I'm drunk Smokin' chronic 'til I vomit and they moppin' up the floor Never saw the way I rock it, hear me knockin' at your door (Yeah) Open up, motherfucker, it's the mailman Here deliverin' this hero shit, Quailman Got jams like traffic, hands like a baptist Blessin' every beat that I come in contact wit' No sight correction, they alarmed by my white complexion In a right direction, ayo, Cons ([?]), let's hear my song So I'ma smoke a nice big L and put it on [Chorus: The Notorious B.I.G. & Consequence] Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (I'm V.I.P.) Who rock grooves and make moves—and make moves with— Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (I'm V.I.P.) Who rock grooves and make moves—and make moves— Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (I'm V.I.P.) Who rock grooves and make moves—and make moves with— Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mamas? (I'm V.I.P.) The back of the club, sippin' Moët is where you'll find me (Let's go)