Wrestling - Vanilla Ice- Ice Ice Baby - Текст песни

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 Ball" 

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