I’m V.I.P. Consequence (Ft. Diggy & Mac Miller)

[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 the [?] 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