Artist: Tony Touch f/ Kurupt, Too $hort, Xzibit
Album:  The Piece Maker 3: Return of the 50 MC's
Song:   V.I.P.
Typed by: Gemini_20502K@Yahoo.com, kirenamloh@msn.com, Nickolye16@aol.com 

[Intro: Kurupt] (Too $hort) (*Kurupt)
Yeah, Tony Touch! Too $hort! (Too $hort) You know! Kurupt! 
In the buildin! Ya hear me! (I'm fuckin 'em up like that man!) 
(*TONY TOCA!!!) V.I.P. (That's what I do!) It's the V.I.P. (Fa sho!)
Yeah! V.I.P. I'm just the V.I.P.

[Verse One: Too $hort]
I'm the M.V.P. of the game, my name is Short!
My claim to fame is not playin sports
But I do play whores and I'm great at it
And when it comes to movin crowds I'm a straight addict
Nothin in the world could make me quit
I've been rappin since 1980 bitch!
I don't plan on stoppin in the near future
So I'm a keep on rockin, and we'll shoot ya
If you say I'm too old, or call me wack
I go hard on you niggas like gangsta rap
You get bitch slapped! By 50 MC's
Now you look like a little sissy on your knees
I pimp hoes if the pussy is tight
You need a new name, you've been a pussy all your life
And I don't play that shit!
So from now on, your name is MC Bitch!

[Interlude: Too $hort]
MC Bitch! Your name is MC Bitch!

[Kurupt] (Xzibit) (*Too $hort)
(Yeah!) V.I.P. (Turn me up!) I'm just the V.I.P.! (*They call him MC Bitch!)

[Verse Two: Xzibit]
Still puttin one foot in front of the other my brother
Fuck swag from the place niggaz kill for colors
I just tolerate most, keep it trill with others
Power drills stay concealed; reveal spittin the real
All you punk motherfuckers who lackin the motivation
Initiation, the hatred with raggedy information
has created a situation where niggaz gotta pick you up
Face plant, body slammed, bus driver uppercut
  {*audio plays of a bus driver and a rude woman arguing*}
Now that's what the fuck is up!
Could've been avoided, re-appointed, double-jointed so burn some'in
I learned how to earn some'in
People hover 'round me like they deserve some'in
You wasn't with me on the curb tryin to serve nuttin!
Fuck hot shit, hot shit cool off
Sheet pan full of wax got that platinum cough
Got the crisp super V with the safety off
That's why my Moscow piece call me Kalashnikov

[Chorus: Kurupt]
V.I.P. Just the V.I.P. 
Yeah! V.I.P. I'm just the V.I.P.

[Verse Three: Kurupt]
Chalice with the miracle polish
All over a bitch actin childish
She wanna hang where the Gs' is
Believe it, presti-gious where the V.I.Ps' is
(Is that yo' BEYITCH~?!) Well that's my hoe
I'm very important, nigga, everywhere I go
Whatcha heard? The bird, the bird is the word
The birds on the ave and the birds on the curb
I had to let 'em know when I step in the do'
If you prefer I had the homies heard/herd like buffaloes
I like to smoke that kush, that white weirdo
Don't make a mistake, I could make your wife widow
That's why I get treated in certain, way of a person
The way that a mobbin bitch was thirstin
It's the fact that the club crack when I walk in
And the respect that I'm given, I give it back times ten
Everybody show love, I love to love
And this is how it is when I'm up in the club
This is how it is when I'm up in the club
When everybody showin love, I love to love (love love...)

[Outro: Kurupt]
I'm just the V.I.P. Yeah! V.I.P.
V.I.P. I'm just the V.I.P. 
Yeah! V.I.P. I'm just the V.I.P.
V.I.P. I'm just the V.I.P. 
Yeah! V.I.P. I'm just the V.I.P.