Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ice Ice Baby, artist - Richard Cheese. Album song Silent Nightclub, in the genre ЛаунджDate of issue: 23.10.2006
Record label: Surfdog
Song language: English
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 a 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, 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) bum rush the speakers 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 |
| 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 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 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 continue to A1A (Beachfront Avenue) |
| Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis |
| Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis |
| (Jealous?) 'Cause I’m out gettin' mine |
| Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine |
| (Ready) for the chumps on the wall |
| The chumps acting ill because they’re 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, 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 |
| '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 DJ revolves it |
| Ice Ice Baby |
| Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby |
| Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby |
| Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby |
| Too cold, too cold |
| Ice Ice Ice Ice |
| Yo man, let’s get out of here |
| Word to your mother |