| Yo, Vanilla, kick it one time, boy!
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| Yo, VIP, let’s kick it!
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| Ice Ice Baby
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| Ice Ice Baby
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| All right stop
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| Collaborate and listen
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| Ice is back with my brand new invention
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| Something grabs a hold of me tightly
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| Then I flow that a harpoon daily and nightly
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| Will it ever stop?
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| Yo, I don’t know
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| Turn off the lights and I’ll glow
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| To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
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| Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
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| Dance
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| Bum rush the speaker that booms
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| I’m killin your brain like a poisonous mushroom
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| Deadly, when I play a dope melody
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| Anything less that the best is a felony
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| Love it or leave it
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| You better gain way
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| You better hit bull’s eye
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| The kid dont play
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| If there was a problem
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| Yo, I’ll solve it
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| Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
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| Ice Ice Baby Vanilla
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| Now that the party is jumping
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| With the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin'
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| Quick to the point, to the point no faking
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| I’m cooking MC’s like a pound of bacon
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| Burning them if they’re not quick and nimble
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| I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
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| And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
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| I’m on a roll and it’s time to go solo
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| Rollin in my 5.0
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| With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
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| The girlies on standby
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| Waving just to say HI
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| Did you stop?
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| No, I just drove by
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| Kept on pursuing to the next stop
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| I busted a left and I’m heading to the next block
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| That block was dead
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| Yo, so I continued to A1A Beachfront Ave
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| Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
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| Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
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| Jealous 'cause I’m out getting mine
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| Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
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| Reading for the chumps on the wall
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| The Chumps |