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LYRICS
Vanilla Ice - Ice ice baby
Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!
Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby All right stop, Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention Something grabs a hold of
me tightly Then I flow like a harpoon daily and nightly Will it
ever stop? Yo -- I don't know Turn off the lights and I'll glow To
the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a
chump like a candle.
Dance, Bum rush the speaker that booms I'm killing your brain like
a poisonous mushroom deadly, when I play a dope melody Anything
less than the best is a felony Love it or leave it, You better gain
way You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play If there was a
problem, Yo, I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla,
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Now that the party is jumping With the bass kicked in, the Vegas
are pumpin' Quick to the point, to the point no faking I'm cooking
MCs like a pound of bacon Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal And a hi hat with a souped up
tempo I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby,
Waving just to say Hi Did you stop? No -- I just drove by Kept on
pursuing to the next stop I busted a left and I'm heading to the next
block That block was dead
Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave. Girls were hot wearing
less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis Jealous
'cause I'm out geting mine Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall The chumps acting ill because
they're so full of eight balls Gunshots ranged out like a bell I
grabbed my nine -- All I heard were shells Falling on the concrete
real fast Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas Bumper to bumper
the avenue's packed I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, You know what I mean They passed me up,
confronted all the dope fiends If there was a problem, You, I'll solve
it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla,
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet Miami's on the scene just in
case you didn't know it My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground 'Cause my style's
like a chemical spill Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a concept We make it hype
and you want to step with this Shay plays on the fade, slice like a
ninja Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn" If my
rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram Keep my composure when it's
time to get loose Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice If
there was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it! Check out the hook while
Deshay revolves it.
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla,
Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to your mother!
Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold Ice Ice Baby
Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold
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