Yo VIP, let's kick it ice, ice baby
Ice, ice baby
Vanilla Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold
Alright stop, collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my 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 huh, 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
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 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 (come on, come on)
Ice, ice baby ice, ice baby (yeah)
Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in
And the Vegas are pumping
Quick to the point, to the point, no faking
Cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them, if not 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 50
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 stop
The block was dead, yo
So I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue
Ice, ice baby
(uh, come on yeah, Beachfront Avenue)
Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold
Ice, ice baby (pick it up, pick it up)
Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold (awwwwwww)
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous, 'cause I'm out getting mine
Quick with the gauge
And Vanilla with the nine
Ready for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're
Full of eight ball
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
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, too cold, too cold
Vanilla Ice, ice baby (yeah)
Vanilla Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold
Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold
Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold (come on)
Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold
Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold
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
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 us to
Quit this, A single plays on the fade
Slice like a ninja, cut like a razor blade
So fast, other DJs 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 DJ revolves it
Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold (uh)
Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold
(pick it up, pick it up)
Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold
(come on, come one)
Ice, ice baby, too cold, too cold
Hey Ladies, Ice ice baby
This is how we do it! Vanilla, Ice, ice baby
Ice, ice baby vanilla, Ice, ice baby


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Ice Ice Baby 2001 Lyrics as written by David Bowie Brian May

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