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Artist/Band:
Vanilla Ice
Lyrics for Song: Ice Ice Baby
Lyrics for Album: Ice Is Back: Hip Hop Classics [2008]
yo vanilla kick it one time boyyyyy!
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
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 killin' 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 dont 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 jumpin'
With the bass kicked in, and the Vegas all pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no fakin'
Cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if you ain't quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi-hat with a supped up tempo
I'm on a roll - it's time to go solo
Rollin' - in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby
Waiting 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 Avenue.
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous - 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
Ready - for the chumps on the wall
The Chumps are acting ill because they're full of eight ball
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine - all I heard were shells
Fallin' - on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car - slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm tryin' 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
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
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 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 DJ's 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 D-Shay revolves it.
Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla Ice
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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Vanilla Ice
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