Will:
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