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from 13 Going On 30 (완벽한 그녀에게 딱 한가지 없는 것) by Theodore Shapiro [ost] (2004)
ICE ICE BABY
(Vanilla Ice, Earthquake, M. Smooth) 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 Then I 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 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 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 Vanilla 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 Cooking MC's like a pound of bacon Burning them if they're 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 and it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5.0 With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby Waiting just to say Hi Did you stop? No-- I just drove by Kept on pursuing to the next I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block That block was dead Yo-- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave. Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lambourghinis Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine Shay with the guage and Vanilla with a nine Reading for the chumps on the wall The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls Gunshots ranged out like a bell I grabbed my nine-- All I heard was 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 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 to step with this Shay plays on the fade, slice 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 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 Too cold Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold |
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from Golden Super Disco: 20 All Time Dance Hits (2006)
ICE ICE BABY
(Vanilla Ice, Earthquake, M. Smooth) 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 Then I 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 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 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 Vanilla 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 Cooking MC's like a pound of bacon Burning them if they're 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 and it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5.0 With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby Waiting just to say Hi Did you stop? No-- I just drove by Kept on pursuing to the next I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block That block was dead Yo-- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave. Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lambourghinis Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine Shay with the guage and Vanilla with a nine Reading for the chumps on the wall The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls Gunshots ranged out like a bell I grabbed my nine-- All I heard was 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 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 to step with this Shay plays on the fade, slice 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 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 Too cold Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold |
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from Vanilla Ice - To The Extreme (1990)
Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby
All right stop, Collaborate and listen Ice is back with my brand new invention Something grabs a hold of me tightly Then I 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 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 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 Vanilla Now that the party is jumping With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin' Quick to the point, to the point no faking I'm cooking MCs like a pound of bacon Burning them if they're 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 and it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5.0 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 busted a left and I'm heading to the next block That block was dead Yo -- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave. Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis Jealous 'cause I'm out geting mine Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine Reading for the chumps on the wall The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls Gunshots ranged 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, You, 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 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 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 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 Deshay revolves it. Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla 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 |
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from Vanilla Ice - To The Extreme (1990)
1,2,3,4.
It was an average night backstage at a show I seen this girlie that I knew, she was a cutie and Yo! She had it goin' on from her head to her feet Her shape was so petite, and so unique Her eyes flamed with passion like she was possessed As I shivered and quivered while she rubbed on my chest 'Slaved and engraved I couldn't scream Moaning and groaning like she could take on the A-Team I was one of many that she'd choose Do me, pursue me, twice as nice but don't refuse Leaving her breathless as the sweat poured on The spot that I was in was so soft and warm This was far from a story you will find in a book Hot off the platter, and boy, could she cook Roastin' my body it left a stain in my brain And all I kept sayin' to myself was *Stop that train, I wanna' get off Stop that train, I wanna' get off Oh my God, what have I got into? Sooner or later I thought she'd get the clue 'Cause my body was tired and full of sweat and perspire The situation I was in could've start'd a campfire No more skeezin' and teasin' for the Ice right now I found me a corner, play it cool for a while Just mackin' and schemin' on a woman I thought was cool But now I realize that the Ice was the fool 'Cause a woman will play you, lay you and obey you You better watch your back 'cause a woman will slay you Not to mention the one who got me Yea, she got me, the I-C-E But, back to the story of a one night stand I thought I was strong but she was He-man Lovin' every second tryin' to make me blush And all 'n all it was for the lust I though, she was an angel and soft as a cream puff Until I seen her come out with the whip and handcuffs Breathin' down my neck I was scared to death The sweat from my body as it rolls down my neck And out of all nights, where was my crew? 'Cause this was somethin' I didn't know what to do D already told me that the girlie was strange But I didn't know until she pulled out the chains Walkin' and stalkin' towards me with a plan And now I regret all the things I was sayin' Now the moment is critical, so what should I do? Leave while I can, or just take the abuse Now I'm drippin' with sweat, Why? 'Cause I'm afraid Handcuffs and chains is a game I don't play No doubt in my mind that the girlie is the boss Stop this train 'cause I wanna get off *Repeat Later on that night as it got worse My body's steamin' up and I was ready to burst She had me hot as a skillet taken from a flame And my admission was free for me to ride on this train Yea, I must admit to myself, it was fun But, now I'm lookin' for my shoes, I'm ready to run So, now I'm hopin' and prayin' for the moment to come 'Cause I couldn't move and my body was numb. So, now what have I done to get myself into this? It started from a kiss, now I'm ready to resist I couldn't take it no more, on the bed, or the floor My knees were gettin' weak and my back was gettin' |
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from Vanilla Ice - To The Extreme (1990)
1 2 3 4 Hit it, hit it
Yea -- Here's a story 'bout my homeboy Randy He was hooked on a girl named Candy Started off as sex for fun Now the girl's got him on the run. Made love to her just one time Now she runs his body and mind He calls everyday on the phone But Baby's playin' games Leave a message at the tone Soft and gentle is not her style This girl is so damn wild. All my partners wanna get next to her But she ain't down with that She moves right through 'em Yea, like paper plates Tears 'em up and she throws 'em away. If you had any guts today You'd get your butt up and you'd walk away. But you're hooked, Hooked Know what I'm sayin', You're hooked, Hooked. Yo, get tough was your new campaign Cryin' over a girl, boy, you're insane. She treats you like a dirty diaper Use you one time and then she wipes you out You understand what I'm sayin'? If you're a man, you'll stop delaying and betraying Try to act like you were mack You can't go an hour without that sex attack. What's wrong, boy, is it that good? There's a lot of girls that ould and could Take you, but you're so damn weak I think you need to see professional help for your problems Lay on the couch and let the Dr. solve 'em Talkin' to you and now he took your money You're took on that honey, you're hooked Hooked, Hooked Fellas, you know what I'm sayin', He's hooked Ain't got an ounce of mack in him, He's hooked. Yeah, Baby, run you, she takes your money While you'll kick back cryin' over honey Now, I must admit she's fly But I'll be damned if oh me oh my If I ever let a girl run my thing I'm poppin' it the most, You know what I'm sayin'? So understand, you gotta be real hard Don't treat her like a dog, But let her know. You'll pull her card if she ever gets outta hand What is you a boy or a man? Stand up and tell BAby you ain't gonna be shook -- Yo punk, you're hooked on that sssy I don't know why I don't stand by and just let a girl, run over me Fool -- I'm a man. Can't you see boy, You're hooked. Yeah -- you're hooked, Might as well give her to me man Let me do the wile thing, You're hooked Shoot, I'm poppin' it man, You're hooked. Let me talk to you for second. So, what's up, Vanilla? Yo, man. Come here man. What? You know, man, you ain't doin' it right. You're off man. See, you know what the problem is? That ring I bought her. The diamonds weren't big enough. I'm tellin' ya' -- the diamonds weren't... I'm goin'... You know what she wants... I'm goin' tell ya'... No man, when I first met her she said she wanted a 'Vette. I'm gonna' get her a 'Vette. No man, no... A 'Vette...I'm gonna get her the 'Vette. No man, Hey, wait up. Now it's Saturday, the day you hate most. Why, because from coast to coast You see girls everday in the club, Cold kickin' it Reminds you of Baby when you used to be, with it But now she took you one t |
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from Vanilla Ice - To The Extreme (1990)
Yo! Here comes the intro
It's time to let it go I live the life of my rhyme, I think I'll let it show So, keep it goin' so the mic can stay warm Then I know I've been doin' my job 'cause there'll Be sweat pourin' So pick and choose your weapon but don't slip I'm here to kill you boys with the flex of my mic grip So pump your fist like this, but don't miss The hook and the break when you decide to dance to this Lyrical concept that's meant for the dance floor I know you adore 'cause that's what you came for The Ice rhymer is back and livin' large And when I'm at a show you better wear camouflage 'Cause there was plenty who thought I couldn't swing this But now all I get from the crowd is just a pumped fist So sing along with the chorus 'cause it's a hit Or stay at home alone 'cause Ice will be workin' it *Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it. Work it, Ice, yea! C'mon and Work it baby Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it. Work it, Ice, yea! C'mon and Work it baby Go white boy, go white boy, go! Check out the hook. Vanilla Ice, yep, yep I'm makin' a killin' and chillin' because I'm cool as An ice pack You're lovin' everything when I think of a new track I keep my rhyme flowin', notice it's right on time And separate the wax and keep my mic in line so put your body in motion and let me know that You're there And those playin' the wall don't be scared 'Cause it's a foundation of breaks put to a beat Strong as concrete 'cause I'm rockin' the beat I'm in rock mode now' cause I'm steppin' like a soldier Move to the groove and try to hold your composure Never the less I'm back to attack I came to manifest, and express to this dope track Blow off the lid for the kid I get nice That's why the ladies scraem...Oh! Vanilla Ice! Forthcomin' I'm risin' to the top The real definition of funk is put to hip hop That's what I though, you're cause by the friction Pens to the pad when I'm shakin' the mixin' What I like to hear is a drummer get wicked The tone of a vocal thrown and then kick it Don't be surprised if your eyeballs swell I know it's hard to regard 'cause I'm loved by The females Masses of many, which is plenty, comes to a halt No one's in the runnin', so I guess that is my fault So pump up the crowd and give 'em somethin' to step to My DJ's at his max to enhance what I bring you The concepts hittin' so follow along like a cookbook Acknowledge the pros from all the titles I took, yea The crowd's at ease when I breat through the mic end As I whip up a dance better move all the mic stands I go to work on the floor like a wet mop If you've ever been moved, check it out when I rock *Repeat Throw your hands in the air and let's get hyper Flip this thing and sting like a viper Rollin' with the rhythm, I did it for my opponent If there was a crown to be taken, yea |
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from Vanilla Ice - To The Extreme (1990)
Oh yea...In my dreams I 'vision myself at the ocean
Beautiful girls rubbin' me down with some lotion Even though you know I flow as cold as an ice cube Let me tell you how it is to make love on an inner tube Floatin' on water while splashin' waves on your body Flwoni' and goin', now pump it, pump it, Hottie See, I wanna get loose with you, is that all right? Girl, I wanna' do it outside, under the moonlight And get on down so we can make that love You be the hand and Iceman'll be the glove This is your fantasy, your highest dream Fulfillin' all your pleasures the utmost extreme Yea...Life is just a fantasy...Yea... Now, let me take you out so we can wine and dine As I pull you close you pull your lips next to mine Oh yeah, you like it like that You like it like I do and that's where it's at So later on that night as we got in my car It started up again we didn't get very far You made it very clear that you were not in fear Leaned over to me and started kissin' my ear Oh girl, you feel so good You couldn't wait to get home and I understood As we got busy, then I pulled up in the driveway You said follow me 'cause we're gonna do it my way Walked in the front door you startin' strippin' clothes Turned off the lights and assumed the pose Closer and closer, hot anticipation You walked into the closet, came out in some lace 'nd I almost lost my mind, but I kept it in tact The lace you was wearin' ohhh, I got an attack 'Cause this is your fantasy, your highest dream Fulfillin' all your pleasures to the utmost extreme Yea...Life is just a fantasy Yea...Life is just a fantasy Come on baby and let me be your toy I'll let you do as you wish just to give you joy And get down, I know you wanna' get loose Let's do it like a train and I'll be the caboose Or better yet, I'll take you higher, I think that It's time To make love to you baby on cloud number nine As we start pumpin', sweat pour down my chest And that's when you know Vanilla Ice is the best You say ooh, ah, ooh, ooh, ah I don't know what it means but I like it a lot This is your fantasy, your highest dream Fulfillin' all your pleasures to the utmost extreme Yea...Life is just a fantasy O yea...Life is just a fantasy...Oh girl... |
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from Vanilla Ice - To The Extreme (1990)
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy Play that funky music Play that funky music, white boy I'm back and I'm ringin' the bell A rockin' on the mike while the fly girls yell In ecstasy in the back of me Well that's my DJ Deshay cuttin' all them Z's Hittin' hard and the girlies goin' crazy Vanilla's on the mike, man I'm not lazy. I'm lettin' my drug kick in It controls my mouth and I begin To just let it flow, let my concepts go My posse's to the side yellin', Go Vanilla Go! Smooth 'cause that's the way I will be And if you don't give a damn, then Why you starin' at me So get off 'cause I control the stage There's no dissin' allowed I'm in my own phase The girlies sa y they love me and that is ok And I can dance better than any kid n' play Play that funky music Come on Come on Play that funky music, white boy I can't hear you, Say it, Play that funky music say it, say it, say Play that funky music, white boy it, come on Yea, a little bit louder now come on, come on Stage 2 -- Yea the one ya' wanna listen to It's off my head so let the beat play through So I can funk it up and make it sound good 1-2-3 Yo -- Knock on some wood For good luck, I like my rhymes atrocious Supercalafragilisticexpialidocious I'm an effect and that you can bet I can take a fly girl and make her wet. I'm like Samson -- Samson to Delilah There's no denyin', You can try to hang But you'll keep tryin' to get my style Over and over, practice makes perfect But not if you're a loafer. You'll get nowhere, no place, no time, no girls Soon -- Oh my God, homebody, you probably eat Spaghetti with a spoon! Come on and say it! Play that funky music Play that funky music, white boy Play that funky music Come on Come on Play that funky music white boy Let's do it VIP. Vanilla Ice yep, yep, I'm comin' hard like a rhino Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino So punks stop trying and girl stop cryin' Vanilla Ice is sellin' and you people are buyin' 'Cause why the freaks are jockin' like Crazy Glue Movin' and groovin' trying to sing along All through the ghetto groovin' this here song Now you're amazed by the VIP posse. Steppin' so hard like a German Nazi Startled by the bases hittin' ground There's no trippin' on mine, I'm just gettin' down Sparkamatic, I'm hangin' tight like a fanatic You trapped me once and I thought that You might have it So step down and lend me your ear '89 in my time! You, '90 is my year. Play that funky music Play that funky music, white boy Play that funky music Come on, Come on, I Play that funky music white boy can't hear you You're weakenin' fast, YO! and I can tell it Your body's gettin' hot, so, so I can smell it So don't be mad and don't be sad 'Cause the lyrics belong to ICE, You can call me Dad You're pitchin' a fit, so step back and endure Let the witch doctor, Ice, do the |
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from Vanilla Ice - To The Extreme (1990)
Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'
Come on, come on, come on everybody Come on, come on everybody Come on everybody, come on, come on everybody Come on, come on everybody Let's do this dance Get out your seats and let me shake your pants. Oh, with the base cold thumpin' and the hihats snaren' People are jumpin' and the fly girls are staren'. People under 40...Yo! Let's get down. Because they need more break and now it's sliced by Shay The records out so don't wait. The style that I'm doin', it'll ruin All you people came here just for booin' Get your dead ass up and back on the floor. Jump in the groove and let Vanilla go. Insane, with my gold chain. You know you're gonna' see it on Soul Train. Hit it! Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'... All you people on thel eft, shake your thing And everybody on the right, do the same thing. Now, the people in the middle, try to enhance. Come on everybody, let me see you dance. In motion, with the potion Get up everybody and locomotion. All swing and do your thing Unless of course, you can't hang. Chillin' is o.k. But not when I play this song, move along, be gone. Yea! The beat'll make you move when the records on. Get with this style and update it Like my record is, when you play it. Def comin' strong, hard like a matador I saw my style, my soul up on the dance floor. Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'...Do it! Funk it up! Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'... Swingin' until the night is through Just let your feet and your body take control of you. Just like a trance to keep you movin' Everybody can do it, just keep on groovin'. Of the 808...just kickin' like a chicken that You just ate. So catch a groove so we can get down Yell out the name of your hometown. Miami...Catch the groove. L.A....Catch the groove. New York...Catch the groove. Seattle...Catch the groove. Dallas...Catch the groove. Detroit...Catch the groove. VIP dancers...Catch the groove. Everybody...Catch The groove. Do it! Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'...Yea! Can we do it? Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'...Come on everybody... |
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from Vanilla Ice - To The Extreme (1990)
Get on up...I walk the beat and walk it with clarity
I wanna' make sure all's hearin' me Ducks who's bummin', I found your hide away I'm livin' large y'all so by the way Who rocked the crowd and rocks it loud On the strengths, y'all, I'm takin' bows now Kickin' up lyrics that others wanna' rock to Rock like me, y'all this you can't do The V, the A, the N, the I, the LLA y'all It's Vanilla *Go Ill, go Ill, get on up, Go Ill, go Ill, get on up, Go Ill, go Ill, get on up, Go Ill, go Ill, get on up, Hold on girl, let your feet move free 'Cause you move to the groove of Vanilla I-C-E You come here to rock and let the white boy rap If you a 'ho, get off my lap 'Cause Ice stands for bein' so cold That's a nickname I got for bein' so bold Jerome stands for M.P.A. My personal assistant, every day I'm not an MC who come here to play Yo, boy, I'm serious, I'm goin' all the way Rhymes are clean, There's no need to be ill And when I'm on the mic, I let 'em all spill *Repeat I rock the mic like I'm a fanatic When I see one, I got to have it I'll whip up a sound that'll burst your eardrum What you gonna' do? Don't you play dumb Busy like Kizzy, Groovin' like Rubin Don't care what you do, just keep movin' Shakin' your limbs until they wear thin I make your butt shake just watch the boy grin Simple like Simon, With Ice rhymin' Some MC's fakin' it, But I'm the diamond I'm the rhyme doctor, always on call You watch your fries, boy, or I'm gonna' take yours *Repeat Start skeezin' and move that hip girl Get in the mood and don't you quit Smooth as slime, King Rhyme rock it boy, 'cause it's a craime I'll make you scream like you're in between When I'm on the mic, yes I'm the king 'Cause I'm hungry as a dog, I'll eat up My rhymes are runnin', don't interrupt 'Cause I'm a throne overtaker, Not and MC faker I like my coffee, but I can't stand Sanka *Repeat |
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from Vanilla Ice - To The Extreme (1990)
Yea...Vanillas' stand the world on a chair. Yea!
Vanilla 'll knock 'em down on their rear. Yea! Vanilla 'll make 'em all stand up and cheer. Yea! He's the Vanilla! Break, break, break down. Sparklin' like a towerin' inferno You wanna' learn my songs, This ain't no journal It blemished my rhyme, Because I'm drawin' the line Don't celebrate too soon, 'cause I'm goin' for mine Just a character in a made up cartoon Like Witchel and hazel, Boy, you're pushin' a broom So get a new life or come equipped with the best Mark another one for Ice, let the microphone rest Just listen to my groove, the beat is strong And I'll rock it now, I need a microphone I'm in the mood to dance, I'm in the mood to prance You tried me once but now you're takin' a chance Because i rock with flavor, Hard as lifesaver You asked for dope, Ha...That's what I gave ya' A chance to go but now you move too slow My juice is pumped and I'm ready to go Go...It's a party...Come on...Let's do this...Come on... Real good...Into a new phase, jumpin' up the airwaves And now you're amazed 'cause it's hip hop that you crave Becuase I'm hyped like an addict, There's no drug involved The only thing I need is my record revolved Def comin' dtrong, hard like a matador I saw my style, my soul, up on the dance floor I wanna' see ya' shake, shake and shiver You're a charity case, and Ice is the giver I'm givin' you what you want but you're dumb and naive You can't cope with the dop Ice has concieved Which is a dope jam, hotter than the third degree You tried my style but I burn you see I'm Ice and I'm cold, I'm buildin' igloos of gold You wanna' bite my style, you gotta' have soul 'Cause a dope like this is not easy to come by You don't buy it on, it comes out your HiFi *It's a party...Come on...'Let's do this... You think it's funy to lack but I'm a brother to Mack The 808 kickin' base from a dope drum track I'm the coolest of cool, kickin' cools silly fools You r posse's takin' a dip and Vanilla's the pool Get ready for my ritual, it's at its' peak Silly punks bow down 1st the lyricist speak Intruders get slayed, My pockets get paid The girlie is jockin' it and just got laid See I'm the press you elect, Keep the record erect In effect, damn, ain't that what you expect? Earthquake is on the funk, My homie's not a punk Take you antique rhymes and self 'em as junk You see, we won't come front' and sellin' drugs and All that shit Fake caddies, mack daddies, ain't even legit So, get a beeper, you're a sleeper and You need to wake up So make the record transform so Carwin Vegas *Repeat Do it! We don't need no music 'Cause all we wanna' do, Is sing and dance and Party down I'm the best, He's the Vanilla *Repeat |
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from Vanilla Ice - To The Extreme (1990)
Your bad self...
All right, stop, spread yourself around Get loose girl, let's break it down Get down, straight to the floor Get excited and beg for more As I go on, flow on with a smile Pay attention to my style Dirty but hot, ya' know what I mean? Get loose girl like a sex fiend, Let's do it 'Cause you know what I want Me and you babe go one on one Get freaky and I do the same Get hot and I ride like a sex machine *Ice cool and you're colder than ever, I like it Ice cool and you're colder than ever Ice cold, cooler than ever Never say never 'cause I'm so damn clever Lickin' your lips, I'm ridin' your hips V.I.P. posse and we're pimps Be on the lookout in your vicinity I'm robbin' virgins of their virginity Like Robin Hood gave to the poor I rock Kashla and now she wants more She calls everday, it's gettin' kinda' silly But she rides my saddle like Bronco Billy In a rodeo somewhere out west She screams out "Vanilla Ice, you're the best!" Echoing out, can you hear? She screams out everywhere Just a pimp and you know Snatchin' women, so, Yo! You can beg, plead and tell me you love me But there's no way I'd put a girl above me Unless it's sex and you wanna' ride Jump on my saddle, baby, and get live *Repeat Move your body all around This is the dope jam, so get down Now that you like what I'm sayin' admit it This is the jam and Vanilla just did it I made you work 'til your butt got sore In other words, I'm about to get raw On stage, it's a V.I.P., Doin' dances from A to ZPumpin' It, pushin' it, stick it hard I freaked your girl in the back of your car I wore a Jimmy that I slapped on Popped a rubber duckie, so bought me a Trojan Get ready, hyped into the groove As I practiced to make your body move You're fienin' for a meanin', oh yes, I'm comin' Vanilla Ice is here so you suckers start runnin' This is the jam I know you're gonna like DeShay he cuts like a knife He won't smirk and he won't smile DeShay get Funky for a while Yo, it's time for me to pump, pump... Pump up the volume *Repeat |
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from Vanilla Ice - To The Extreme (1990)
Strictly from the islands, Vanilla Ice
The man jam down reggae music Mash it up Ice, Mash it I got the rhyme to keep the body pumpin' Turn the party out while the people are jumpin' Reggae style at the top of my list Is hitting real hard like Mike Tyson's fist It is so good that the girlies goin' crazy Vanilla's on the mic and you know I'm not lazy I'm pumpin' up the lyrics in a smooth way I drop 'em like a bum rush much as what we say The other MC's try to duplicate But with the Rosta man they just mediate *Rosta man you be jammin' so smooth You rockin' on the mic and you can only improve Rosta man you know you sound so sweet I like the way you put the lyrics to the funky beat Ah rae rue, re rae rah Reggae rock has the style to chase the blues away Ah rae rue, re rae rah Reggae rock has the style to chase the blues away Me and I, myself and you The Rosta man, DeShay and the rest of my crew Reggae music's been around for a while Vanilla Ice is doin' it the hip hop style Because this is the one that we call the rae rue Everybody out there you know just what to do Just clap your hands and stomp your feet Move around to the sound of the reggae beat No push, no fall, no shove, no trip The Rosta man wants you get with it *Repeat Well the people out there let me hear you scream If you want to get down and you want to be seen Then jump up my man, do the Rosta man Move your head up and down to the reggae jam Just shake your arms and move your hips All you females out there let me shake your And just get down like you're makin' love All you people who believe in God above *Repeat From the ah rae rue, the re rae rah The Jack Tar village in Jamaica Ocho Rios or the way to Kingston If we go back to the homeland again Back on tour from city to city Rollin' with the girls with the big, big ahhh... Pity the fool who step it to me I drop 'em like a fly, I better get the flea *Repeat |
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from Vanilla Ice - To The Extreme (1990)
Girl, I keep thinkin' of how I feel
When I'm in your arms gives me a chill. Just knowin' that you want me by your side Mellows my mind and enhances my pride. Girl, I need you more and more each day Believe me when I tell you I'm here to stay. I'm captured by your love and your pretty smile You devastataing beauty and your sweet profile. *I love you, 'Cause I love you I love you, 'Cause I love you You're so fine. Let's wine and dine. I'm so happy that you are mine. Thinking of you I melt with desire Take you in my arms, let love take us higher. To hear you talk, sounds so sweet When you're close to me I feel your heat. Girl, I want you and you want me And it'll last until eternity. You're like the snow fallin' from the sky So clean, like the look in your eye. You're my queen, I'll buy you everything Yes, girl, even diamond rings. 'Cause you're my lady, and this love is true, Every sunset makes me think of you. And I'll never forget what you mean to me, Comin' straight from the heart of Vanilla I-C-E. *Repeat Hello. Girl, when I first saw you. It was love at First sight. We've been goin' out now for about two years and I still Feel the same. I know I haven't said it much before...well... It's because, see, I get all choked up inside. It just doesn't wanna' come out. I don't know. Maybe this'll help all the bad things I've done. So, no matter what goes on, no matter What happens, always remember...I love you! |
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from Mega Dance (2005)
ICE ICE BABY
(Vanilla Ice, Earthquake, M. Smooth) 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 Then I 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 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 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 Vanilla 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 Cooking MC's like a pound of bacon Burning them if they're 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 and it's time to go solo Rollin' in my 5.0 With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby Waiting just to say Hi Did you stop? No-- I just drove by Kept on pursuing to the next I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block That block was dead Yo-- so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave. Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Lambourghinis Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine Shay with the guage and Vanilla with a nine Reading for the chumps on the wall The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls Gunshots ranged out like a bell I grabbed my nine-- All I heard was 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 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 to step with this Shay plays on the fade, slice 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 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 Too cold Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold |
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from Jedward - Under Pressure (Ice Ice Baby) [single] (2010)
Yo VIP
Let's kick it! Pressure, pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for Under pressure, that burns a building down Splits a family in two Puts people on streets All right stop Collaborate and listen Jedward’s 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 Pressure, pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for Dance - Bum rush the speaker that booms I'm killin' 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 gain way You better hit bull's eye The kid dont play If there was a problem Yo I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it Pressure, pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for Under pressure, that burns a building down Splits a family in two Puts people on streets [Interlude] It's the terror of knowing What this world is about, Watching some good friends Screaming 'Let me out' Pray tomorrow takes me higher Pressure on people, people on streets Ice Ice Baby [x2] Now that the party is jumpin' With the bass kicked in, and the Vegas all pumpin' Quick to the point, to the point no fakin' 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 supped up tempo I'm on a roll - it's time to go solo Pressure [x11] Rollin' - in my 5.0 With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby Waiting 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 That block was dead Yo - so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue. Pressure, pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for Under pressure, that burns a building down Splits a family in two Puts people on streets [Interlude] It's the terror of knowing What this world is about, Watching some good friends Screaming 'Let me out' Pray tomorrow takes me higher Pressure on people, people on streets Ice Ice Baby [x4] |
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from Jedward - Planet Jedward (2010)
Yo VIP
Let's kick it! Pressure, pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for Under pressure, that burns a building down Splits a family in two Puts people on streets All right stop Collaborate and listen Jedward’s 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 Pressure, pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for Dance - Bum rush the speaker that booms I'm killin' 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 gain way You better hit bull's eye The kid dont play If there was a problem Yo I'll solve it Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it Pressure, pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for Under pressure, that burns a building down Splits a family in two Puts people on streets [Interlude] It's the terror of knowing What this world is about, Watching some good friends Screaming 'Let me out' Pray tomorrow takes me higher Pressure on people, people on streets Ice Ice Baby [x2] Now that the party is jumpin' With the bass kicked in, and the Vegas all pumpin' Quick to the point, to the point no fakin' 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 supped up tempo I'm on a roll - it's time to go solo Pressure [x11] Rollin' - in my 5.0 With my ragtop down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby Waiting 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 That block was dead Yo - so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue. Pressure, pushing down on me Pressing down on you, no man ask for Under pressure, that burns a building down Splits a family in two Puts people on streets [Interlude] It's the terror of knowing What this world is about, Watching some good friends Screaming 'Let me out' Pray tomorrow takes me higher Pressure on people, people on streets Ice Ice Baby [x4] |
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