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[Intro]Yo VIP, let’s kick it

[Chorus]Ice, ice, babyIce, ice, baby

[Verse 1]Alright stop, collaborate and listenIce is back with the brand new inventionSomething grabs a hold of me tightlyFlow like a harpoon daily and nightly“Will it ever stop?” Yo, I don’t knowTurn off the lights, huh, and I’ll glowTo the extreme, I rock a mic like a vandalLight up a stage and wax a chump like a candleDance, rush the speaker that boomsI’m killing your brain like a poisonous mushroomDeadly when I play a dope melodyAnything less than the best is a felonyLove it or leave it, you better gangwayYou better hit the bullseye, the kid don’t playAnd if there was a problem, yo, I’ll solve itCheck out the hook while my DJ revolves it

[Chorus]Ice, ice, babyVanilla Ice, ice, babyVanilla Ice, ice, babyVanilla Ice, ice, baby

[Verse 2]Now that the party is jumpin’With the bass kicked in and the Vegas are pumpin’Quick to the point, to the point, no fakin’Cookin’ MCs like a pound of baconBurnin’ ’em if you’re not quick and nimbleI go crazy when I hear a cymbalAnd a hi-hat with a souped up tempoI’m on a roll, it’s time to go soloRollin’ in my 5.0With the ragtop down so my hair can blowThe girlies on standby, wavin’ just to say hi“Did you stop?” No, I just drove byKept on, pursuin’ to the next stopI busted a left and I’m headin’ to the next stopThe block was dead, yo, so I continued toA1A Beachfront AvenueGirls were hot wearing less than bikinisRockman lovers driving LamborghinisJealous, ’cause I’m out getting mineShay with a gauge and Vanilla with a 9Ready for the chumps on the wallThe chumps acting ill because they’re full of eight ballGunshots raged out like a bellI grabbed my 9, all I heard were shellsFalling on the concrete real fastJumped in my car, slammed on the gasBumper to bumper, the avenue’s packedI’m trying to get away before the jackers jackPolice on the scene, you know what I mean?They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiendsIf there was a problem, yo, I’ll solve itCheck out the hook while my DJ revolves it

[Chorus]Ice, ice, babyVanilla Ice, ice, babyVanilla Ice, ice, babyIce, ice, baby

[Verse 3]Take heed ’cause I’m a lyrical poetMiami’s on the scene just in case you didn’t know itMy town that created all the bass soundEnough to shake and kick holes in the ground‘Cause my style’s like a chemical spillFeasible rhymes that you can vision and feelConducted and formed, this is a hell of a conceptWe make it hype and you want to stepWith this. Shay plays on the fadeSlice like a ninja, cut like a razor bladeSo fast, other DJs say, “Damn!”If rhyme was a drug I’d sell it by the gramKeep my composure when it’s time to get looseMagnetized by the mic while I kick my juiceIf there was a problem yo I’ll solve itCheck out the hook while my DJ revolves it

[Chorus]Ice ice, babyVanilla Ice, ice, babyVanilla Ice, ice, babyIce ice, babyVanilla Ice[Outro]Yo man, let’s get out of hereWord to your motherIce, ice, baby (Too cold)Ice, ice, baby (Too cold)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)Ice