Lyrics Dunn Natt - Vanilla Ice

Dunn Natt

Mansion on the hill, dunn natt
Seventeen mill', dunn natt
Makin' mega hits, dunn natt
Rockstar shit, dunn natt
Philly blunts whiffin', dunn natt
Cocaine sniffin', dunn natt
Jagger Meister sippin', dunn natt
Robbin' out and Trippin', dunn natt
I got millions of dollars, I’ve been spendin' em
I love rap, I paved the way for Eminem
Needless to say, I rap back today
Y’all forgot about me like y’all forgot about Dre
But I’m still here, with no fear
I say what I want and make sure it’s clear
Cuz it’s been a long time, since you’ve seen me
On the TV, Trak Starz here for sheezy
Takin' what’s mine because it’s my time
To hit y’all with a new style of rhyme, yeah
This is hip rock, it can’t be stopped
Bomb the system straight to the top
Mansion on the hill, dunn natt
Seventeen mill', dunn natt
Makin' mega hits, dunn natt
Rockstar shit, dunn natt
Philly blunts whiffin', dunn natt
Cocaine sniffin', dunn natt
Jagger Meister sippin', dunn natt
Robbin' out and Trippin', dunn natt
Remember Ice, Ice, Baby?
Drove you crazy, then I was big as Jay-Z
I got paid and I got Swayze
Eating shrimp with my feet up kinda made me lazy
I bought about 10 cars, about 5 cribs
Out in the woods, nobody knows where I live
Got a beautiful wife, and 2 kids
But I’m married to hip hop, and that’s how it is cuz
Mansion on the hill, dunn natt
Seventeen mill', dunn natt
Makin' mega hits, dunn natt
Rockstar shit, dunn natt
Philly blunts whiffin', dunn natt
Cocaine sniffin', dunn natt
Jagger Meister sippin', dunn natt
Robbin' out and Trippin', dunn natt
I’m the illest Caucasian, rhymes blazin'
17 platinum, double diamond amazin'
Now just listen to the sound I kick
Chillin' with the Trak Starz watching gangsta flicks
Now whatcha know about me, know I’ve been there and I’ve done it
Celebrity status, I done rocked over a hundred
Million, leave my mark straight up in this game
V-Ice homie, you will never forget my name
Already had the fame, I felt the mental strain
I’ve dealt with the haters and the self-inflicted pain
And I’m stained, scarred with the life of a rockstar
Mansions and parties, drugs and them hot cars
Fifty-three foot yacht, pocket full of lots
Hundreds like I’m wanted by the cops, but I’m not
Mansion on the hill, dunn natt
Seventeen mill', dunn natt
Makin' mega hits, dunn natt
Rockstar shit, dunn natt
Philly blunts whiffin', dunn natt
Cocaine sniffin', dunn natt
Jagger Meister sippin', dunn natt
Robbin' out and Trippin', dunn natt
The moral of the story is
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Believe that
And I’m done with all that