Tytuł: V.i.p

• Wykonawca: R.Kelly
• Wyświetleń: 370

Come on, come on, come on, come on
   Chillin' at the club, showing niggas how we ball
   Ever since the drought, it's been nothing but the fall
  
   Chorus
   Can you really blame me for getting these G's
   Something I don't understand is why you fools are after me VIP
   Got the haters after me because I push these G's
   They wanna be like me, if you agree, then raise the roof with me
   In the party place to be living VIP
  
   Since when did money become such a problem
   I just wanna live a life that only involves the numbers
  
   Chorus
  
   Rap
   Stretch Bentleys where the top just drops that's right
   Kelly CDs with the sound that knocks di di di di di di di di
   When the party rocks fingers to the the wrist filled with nothing but rocks
   I know you haters wanna come to Rockland's party
   But you can't get it unless you VIP
  
   Can you really blame me for getting these G's
   See what I can't understand is why you fools are after me VIP
   So if you ballin' and you know it clap your hands
   If you sexy and you know it stomp your feet
   If your man ain't spenin' money on you
   Then ladies you can come and get with me
   I wish I could call the baller haters
   I mean I wish I could make a phone call to all
   The haters around the world this is what I would say
   Seems like all the niggas got beef 'cause they ain't got steak
   When I ain't have no money everything was cool
   Now that I got a little y'all wanna act a fool
  
   Chorus (2x)