V.I.P. Chillin'
6 in the mornin', nigga drink all the patron
Ho! Right! Cross!
Where Harlem at? Huh?
Bounce! Clap, clap, clap!
(You gotta watch your drink in that thing)
Clap, clap, clap! (Get your cameras out)
Time to shine so I'm
VIP chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Club Poppin', Chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Fresh to Death, I'm Chillin', Chillin'
Chillin' who drunk on the liquor though?
All Outside, I'm Chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Music Crazy Chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Mami Crazy Chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Damn, who drunk on the liquor though?
Yes I am ready to take you higher
Then you ever been
Got the medicine in the fire
We travel at light speed we
Be holding the mighters
Bottles on deck, models on dick
Fuck a shot glass, I'mma take you to the neck
I'mma motherfuckin alcoholic
Guzzle it to the last drop, I need all of it
You thinkin' I'mma call it
Quit's? Shit I'mma baller, bitch
See me in that hot thing
Probably think I got wings
Parkin' in front of the party watching
Her throw me her body
Nothing but bad bitches around my team
Nothing but black cards, inside my jeans
Expose where everything goes
She ready to dip low, need that, need that
Yeah, so basically the basis is
Whatever you call the shit, nigga, we that
We that
VIP chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Club Poppin', Chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Fresh to Death, I'm Chillin', Chillin'
Chillin' who drunk on the liquor though?
All Outside, I'm Chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Music Crazy Chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Mami Crazy Chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Damn, who drunk on the liquor though?
Big chillin' in this motherfucker (Whoo oo)
That’s how I’m feelin' in this motherfucker
(Whoo oo) kush blunts all up in the air
Now everybody on the ceiling
In this motherfucker
(What you’re looking for?)
I’m looking for a bad bitch
Somebody who can hop on top and work magic
(Whoo oo)
Move some, work some (Whoo oo! Whoo oo)
She murdered it, the cops coming
(Whoo oo! Whoo oo)
I murdered it, a fly coming (Whoo oo)
In my direction
Why you stressing? It ain't nothin'
(Whoo oo)
I hop up in that motherfucker, press a button
Top Peel off I peel off, stuntin'
Leave the function, barely functioning
We consumption of something succulent (Whoo)
She's all mine
(Aah) , she know we fucking (Hey)
My game just rewind, yeah
We right back up and
VIP chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Club Poppin', Chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Fresh to Death, I'm Chillin', Chillin'
Chillin' who drunk on the liquor though?
All Outside, I'm Chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Music Crazy Chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Mami Crazy Chillin', Chillin', Chillin'
Damn, who drunk on the liquor though?
