Ice Ice Baby

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

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 gangway

You better hit bullseye, 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 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 bacon

Burnin' 'em 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, it's time to go solo

Rollin' in my 5.0

With the 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 pursuin' to the next stop

I busted a left and I'm headin' 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 Lamborghinis

Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine

Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a 9

Ready for the chumps on the wall

The chumps acting ill because they're full of eight ball

Gunshots ranged out like a bell

I grabbed my 9, 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

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

These are 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 DJs say, "Damn!"

If 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 Deshay 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)

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