| I’m back and I’m ringin' the bell
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| A rockin' on the mike while the fly girls yell
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| In ecstasy in the back of me
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| Well that’s my DJ Deshay cuttin' all them Z’s
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| Hittin' hard and the girlies goin' crazy
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| Vanilla’s on the mike, man I’m not lazy
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| I’m lettin' my drug kick in
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| It controls my mouth and I begin
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| To just let it flow, let my concepts go
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| My posse’s to the side yellin', Go Vanilla Go!
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| Smooth 'cause that’s the way I will be
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| And if you don’t give a damn, then
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| Why you starin' at me
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| So get off 'cause I control the stage
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| There’s no dissin' allowed
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| I’m in my own phase
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| The girlies sa y they love me and that is ok
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| And I can dance better than any kid n' play
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| Play that funky music Come on Come on
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| Play that funky music, white boy I can’t hear you, say it
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| Play that funky music say it, say it, say
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| Play that funky music, white boy it, come on
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| Yea, a
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| Little bit louder
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| Now come on, come on
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| Stage 2 -- Yea the one ya' wanna listen to
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| It’s off my head so let the beat play through
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| So I can funk it up and make it sound good
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| 1−2-3 Yo -- Knock on some wood
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| For good luck, I like my rhymes atrocious
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| Supercalafragilisticexpialidocious
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| I’m an effect and that you can bet
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| I can take a fly girl and make her wet
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| I’m like Samson -- Samson to Delilah
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| There’s no denyin', You can try to hang
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| But you’ll keep tryin' to get my style
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| Over and over, practice makes perfect
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| But not if you’re a loafer
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| You’ll get nowhere, no place, no time, no girls
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| Soon -- Oh my God, homebody, you probably eat
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| Spaghetti with a spoon! |
| Come on and say it!
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| Play that funky music
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| Play that funky music, white boy
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| Play that funky music Come on Come on
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| Play that funky music white boy Let’s do it
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| VIP. |
| Vanilla Ice yep, yep, I’m comin' hard like a rhino
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| Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino
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| So punks stop trying and girl stop cryin'
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| Vanilla Ice is sellin' and you people are buyin'
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| 'Cause why the freaks are jockin' like Crazy Glue
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| Movin' and groovin' trying to sing along
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| All through the ghetto groovin' this here song
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| Now you’re amazed by the VIP posse
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| Steppin' so hard like a German Nazi
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| Startled by the bases hittin' ground
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| There’s no trippin' on mine, I’m just gettin' down
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| Sparkamatic, I’m hangin' tight like a fanatic
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| You trapped me once and I thought that
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| You might have it
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| So step down and lend me your ear
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| '89 in my time! |
| You, '90 is my year
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| Play that funky music
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| Play that funky music, white boy
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| Play that funky music Come on, Come on, I
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| Play that funky music white boy can’t hear you
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| You’re weakenin' fast, YO! |
| and I can tell it
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| Your body’s gettin' hot, so, so I can smell it
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| So don’t be mad and don’t be sad
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| 'Cause the lyrics belong to ICE, You can call me Dad
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| You’re pitchin' a fit, so step back and endure
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| Let the witch doctor, Ice, do the dance to cure
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| So come up close and don’t be square
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| You wanna battle me -- Anytime, anywhere
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| You thought that I was weak, Boy, you’re dead wrong
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| So come on, everybody and sing this song
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| Say -- Play that funky music Say, go white boy, go white boy go
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| Play that funky music Go white boy, go white boy, go
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| Lay down and boogie and play that funky music till you die
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| Play that funky music Come on, Come on, let me hear
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| Play that funky music white boy you say it, say it
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| Play that funky music A little louder now
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| Play that funky music, white boy Come on, Come on, Come on
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| Play that funky music |