Yo, VIP, Let's it! Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice All right stop, Collaborate and Ice is back with my brand new grabs a hold of me tightly Then I flow like a harpoon daily and Will it stop? Yo -- I don't know Turn off the lights and glow To the extreme I a mic like a vandal Light up a and wax a chump like a candle. Dance, Bum the speaker that booms I'm killing your brain like a poisonous Deadly, when I play a melody Anything less than the is a felony Love it or it, You better gain way You better hit bull's eye, The kid play If there was a problem, Yo, I'll it Check out the hook my DJ revolves it Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Now that the party is the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin' Quick to the point, to the no faking I'm MCs like a pound of bacon Burning them if not quick and nimble I go crazy when I a cymbal And a hi hat with a up tempo I'm on a roll and time to go solo in my 5.0 With my ragtop down so my can blow The girlies on standby, just to say Hi Did you stop? No -- I just by Kept on to the next stop I busted a left and I'm heading to the block That was dead Yo -- so I continued to A1A Ave. Girls were hot wearing less bikinis lovers driving Lamborghinis Jealous I'm out geting mine Shay with a gauge and Vanilla a nine Reading for the on the wall The chumps acting ill because so full of "Eight Ball" Gunshots ranged out a bell I grabbed my nine -- All I heard shells on the concrete real fast Jumped in my car, on the gas Bumper to bumper the avenue's I'm to get away before the jackers jack Police on the scene, You know I mean passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends If there was a problem, You, solve it Check out the hook my DJ revolves it Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Vanilla Take heed, 'cause I'm a poet Miami's on the just in case you didn't know it My town, that created all the bass to shake and kick holes in the ground 'Cause my style's a chemical spill Feasible rhymes you can vision and feel Conducted and formed, is a hell of a concept We make it hype and you want to step this Shay plays on the fade, slice like a Cut like a razor so fast, Other DJs say, "damn" If my rhyme was a drug, I'd it by the gram Keep my composure when it's to get loose by the mic while I kick my juice If was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it! Check out the while Deshay revolves it. Ice Ice Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to mother! Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Too cold Too cold Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too