Come on, come on, come on, come on Chillin at the club, showing niggas how we ball Ever since the drougt, 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 hater's after me because i push this 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 Stretch Bentleys where the top just drops that's rightKellys CDs with the sound that knocks di di di di di di di di When the party rocks fingers to the wrist filled with nothing but rocks I know you haters wanna come to Rockland's pary 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 folls 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 spendig money on you Then ladies you can come and get with me I wish I could vall the baller haters I mean I wish I could male 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)
https://primoaccordo.net/r-kelly/v-i-p.htm