Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Loose, artist - Vanilla Ice. Album song Mind Blowin', in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1993
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Get Loose |
Get Loose |
Vanilla Ice is here with the juice |
No use for steppin' so give the bass a boost |
Produced by the 3 man crew |
Not a deuce just a hit man |
Keepin' rappers necks in a noose |
I’m gettin' juiced up |
But Vanilla’s not souped up |
Check out the read dope track that I looped up |
All you pool but sucka’s plain' the back in fact black |
If you run up I’ll flip you like a flapjack |
An' roll you up like a knap pack |
Crack that skull with bat |
You should’ve known you’re rap’s wacked |
You lack the style and skill to even get paid |
Grab the mic and you will verbally get slayed |
I raid the track like a terrorist |
And with my napalm bomb lyrics |
I got 'em scared of this |
So be prepared to be taken to the Twilight Zone |
And the VIP is bad to the bone |
Ain’t no way against me you can get juice |
Ain’t no way against me you can get juice |
Ain’t no way against me you can get juice |
Back off the stage |
An' watch Vanilla Ice get loose |
Get Loose… all the Ladies, Get Loose… all the Fellas, Get |
Loose… all the brothers, Get Loose… all the Mothers, Get |
Loose… all the Sisters, Get Loose… now the Dogs, Get |
Loose… Everybody, here we go, here we go |
Get loose as I boost the juice |
Once more for the people who wanted it |
And didn’t know what’s in store, I’ve got another big hit |
Of course a Vanilla rides the groove like a Gemballa Porsche |
I got Zero on the cut like a lumberjack better yet a Butcher |
Guaranteed to put cha in the right mood |
We make ya dance in a frenzy |
Sucka’s gettin' mad cuz I’m getting all the Skins, G |
Plus I’m makin' all the ends, G |
And the women wanna ride my pickle like it was a bicycle |
Or just lick it like a Popsicle |
I got a little time to waste so baby put it in my face |
I wanna taste you netcha and I bet-cha |
I get-cha, right where I wan-cha |
And I’m about to let-cha have it |
I’m talking about my carrot, you’re the bunny rabbit |
Here it is baby doll, honey, grab it |
Open up so I can have it |
Ooh… wee do like BBD and do me baby |
You’re the lady who makes me looney Screamin' Ice ice Baby |
Straight knockin' the boots just Cause I’m a super star |
And she knows this that’s why I do her far |
Or should I say long, If you know what I mean |
I’m talking about my Ice cream yea |
I make the girls scream, as I give up the juice |
Vanilla Ice is here, to make the girls get loose. |