Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby - Vanilla Ice | English Song

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, go 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 gang 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 and the Vega's are pumpin' Quick to the point, to the point, no faking Cooking MC's like a pound of bacon Burning 'em, if you ain't quick and nimble I go crazy when I hear a cymbal And a high hat with a souped up tempo I'm on a roll, it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5.0 With my rag-top 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 The block was dead, yo, so I continued To A1A Beach Front Avenue Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine Shay with a gauge 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 rang out like a bell I grabbed my nine all I heard was 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, 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 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 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

I like big butts and I cannot lie You other brothers can't deny That when a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist And a round thing in your face you get sprung Wanna pull up tough 'Cause you noticed that butt was stuffed Deep in the jeans she's wearin' I'm hooked and I can't stop starin' Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha And take yo' picture My homeboys tried to warn me But that butt you got makes m-m-me so horny Ooh, Rumpo Smoothskin You say you wanna get in my Benz? Well, use me, use me 'Cause you ain't that average groupie I've seen her dancin' To hell with romancin' She's sweat, wet Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette I'm tired of magazines Sayin' flat butts are the thing Take the average black man and ask him that She gotta pack much back So, fellas! Fellas! Has your girlfriend got the butt? Tell 'em to shake it! Shake it! Shake that healthy butt! Baby got back! Baby got back! I like 'em round and big And when I'm throwin' a gig I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal Now here's my scandal I wanna get you home And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh! I ain't talkin' 'bout Playboy 'Cause silicone parts are made for toys I want 'em real thick and juicy So find that juicy double Mix-A-Lot's in trouble Beggin' for a piece of that bubble So I'm lookin' at rock videos Knock-kneed bimbos walkin' like hoes You can have them bimbos I'll keep my women like Flo Jo A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya I won't cuss or hit ya But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna Til' the break of dawn! Baby got it goin' on A lot of simps won't like this song 'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it And I'd rather stay and play 'Cause I'm long and I'm strong And I'm down to get the friction on So, ladies! Ladies! If you wanna roll my Mercedes Then turn around! Stick it out! Even white boys got to shout Baby got back! Baby got back! Yeah baby When it comes to females Cosmo ain't got nothin' to do with my selection 36-24-36? Ha ha Only if she's 5'3" So your girlfriend rolls a Honda Playin' workout tapes by Fonda But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda My anaconda don't want none Unless you got buns You can do side bends or sit-ups But please don't lose that butt Some brothers wanna play that "hard" role And tell you that the butt ain't gold So they toss it and leave it And I pull up quick to retrieve it So Cosmo says you're fat Well, I ain't down with that! 'Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin' And I'm thinkin' 'bout stickin' To the beanpole dames in the magazines You ain't it, Miss Thing! Give me a sista, I can't resist her Red beans and rice didn't miss her Some knucklehead tried to diss 'Cause his girls are on my list He had game but he chose to hit 'em And I pull up quick to get wit 'em So ladies, if the butt is round And you want a Triple-X throwdown Dial 1-900-MIX-ALOT And kick them nasty thoughts Baby got back! Baby got back! Little in the middle but she got much back Little in the middle but she got much back Little in the middle but she got much back Little in the middle but she got much back

All right stop, collaborate and listen Ice is back I got a 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 Now turn off the lights (huh) and I'll glow And to the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle Too cold, too cold Too cold, too cold Too cold, too cold Too cold But you be talkin' that shit Dance, bum rush the speaker that booms I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom Deadly, now as 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 the bull's eye, the kid don't play And if there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it Check out the hook while my dj revolves it Ice ice baby, ice ice baby Ice ice baby, ice ice baby 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 is like a chemical spill Feasible rhymes you can vision and feel Conducted and formed, this is a hell of a concept We make it hype and know you wanna step with this Swamp plays on the fade, slice like a ninja Cut like a razor blade so fast, other dj's say "damn" If rhyme was a drug, you know I'd sell it by the gram Keep my composure when it's time to get loose Magnetized by the mic and when I kick my juice And if there was a problem, you know that I would solve it Check out the hook while my dj revolves it. Ice ice baby (throw your hands in the air, let me know you're out there) Ice ice baby, ice ice baby (throw your hands in the air, let me know you're out there) Ice ice baby, too fucin' cold Too cold, too cold, too cold, too cold Ice ice baby Too cold, too cold Ice ice baby Too cold, too cold Ice ice baby Too cold, too cold Ice ice baby Too cold, too cold

Ice ice baby Vanilla ice ice baby Vanilla ice ice baby Vanilla ice ice baby Vanilla ice ice baby Vanilla ice ice baby Vanilla ice ice baby Vanilla 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 and watch and jump 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 and the Vegas are pumpin' Quick to the point, to the point no faking Cooking MC's like a pound of bacon Burning them but you ain't quick you 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 waiting just to say hi Did you stop? No, I just drove by Kept on pursuing to the next, I 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 the gage and Vanilla with a nine Ready 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 was shells Rolling 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 are 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 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 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 DJ 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

Yo, VIP, let's kick it! (Ice Ice Baby) (Ice Ice Baby) All right stop, collaborate and listen Ice is back with a 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 a speaker that booms I'm killin' your brain like a poisonous mushroom Deadly, when I play a dope melody Anything less that 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 Now that the party is jumping With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin' Quick to the point, to the point no faking Cooking MC's like a pound of bacon Burning 'em if you ain't quick and nimble I go crazy when I hear a cymbal And a high hat with a souped up tempo I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo Rollin in my five-point-oh 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 bust 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 gauge and Vanilla with a nine Readying for the chumps on the wall The Chumps are acting ill because they're so full of eight balls Gunshots rang 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 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, that's a hell of a concept We make it hype and you want to step with this Shay plays on the fade, sliced 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 my DJ revolves it Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Too cold, too cold Ice, ice, ice... Yo man, let's get out of here Word to your mother