paroles de chanson Ice, Ice, Baby (Re-Recorded / Remastered) - Vanilla Ice

Yo, V.I.P. let's kick it
Ice, ice, baby
Ice, ice, baby

All right stop, collaborate and listen
Ice is back with the 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 to 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
And 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 and the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point to the point no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if you ain't 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 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 Beachfront Avenue

Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghini's
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 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

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

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
My style's like a chemical spill
These are rhymes that you can invision and feel
Conducted and formed, it's 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 hyme 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
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 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 too cold, too cold
Ice