J.R.C. - V.I.P. (feat. Joey Zen)

V.I.P. the club sectioned off
Came to dance, she won't stop, I can't rest enough
From the top, she on top, there's no talking, uh (Shh!)
Pour it up, to the top, you better top it off
V.I.P. the club sectioned off
Came to dance, she won't stop, I can't rest enough
From the top, she on top, there's no talking, uh (Shh!)
Pour it up, to the top, you better top it off
Every time we hit the scene it's like a (What?)
Every time we hit the scene it's like a movie, we make the news
How they see these types of numbers?
No one knows just how they do
Behind the scenes, open the curtains up, enjoy the view
Know the 808 hitting your midsection, too
Not as hard as in the V.I.P. section (Ooo!)
Now we chilling well below freezing temp, we invested
Let's pour a couple bottles more like all that they could get me
Like how you not impressed yet
My pockets almost empty
They always like to tempt me
They never letting me go as long
As I'm not broke they test me
Push me to my limits but nobody here can best me
V.I.P. the club sectioned off
Came to dance, she won't stop, I can't rest enough
From the top, she on top, there's no talking, uh (Shh!)
Pour it up, to the top, you better top it off
V.I.P. the club sectioned off
Came to dance, she won't stop, I can't rest enough
From the top, she on top, there's no talking, uh (Shh!)
Pour it up, to the top, you better top it off
They better top me off in the V.I.P.
See the bottle service girl i'm like "Mira, ven aquí"
I need you come to me, please do it with some speed
I'ma do it B-I-G till i have to D-I-E
On my momma and my life, yeah
Don't know how long, I might do it for a lightyear
Don't know if I'm wrong but I know that this feel right, yeah
I know this your song, so sing up on my mic, girl
Let me see what you really working with
Went from double C to a Birken, bitch
Got yo mind right you the perfect chick
Got yo mind right you the perfect chick
You can catch me in the vip
Straight doing my shit
You can catch me in the vip
Straight doing my shit
Let's go!
V.I.P. the club sectioned off
Came to dance, she won't stop, I can't rest enough
From the top, she on top, there's no talking, uh (Shh!)
Pour it up, to the top, you better top it off
V.I.P. the club sectioned off
Came to dance, she won't stop, I can't rest enough
From the top, she on top, there's no talking, uh (Shh!)
Pour it up, to the top, you better top it off

Written by:
Jacob Colon

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