Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ice Ice Baby, artist - Top 40 Hits. Album song Top 40 Hits Hip Hop, Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.03.2012
Record label: Classic
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 |