90er Jahre Musik - Vanilla Ice

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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 ahold 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 jumpin'
With the bass kicked in, and the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to point no fakin'
Cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not 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 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby
Wavin' 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 bikins
Rockman lovers driving Lambourghinis
Jealous cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with the guage 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 was shells
Falling on the concret 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 styles' 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 my 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
Ice Ice Baby, too cold, too cold
Ice Ice Baby, too cold, too cold

Vanilla Ice - Ice Ice Baby

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