Yo, VIP, kick it! Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice All stop, Collaborate and listen Ice is with my brand new invention Something grabs a of me tightly Then I like a harpoon daily and nightly Will it ever stop? Yo -- I don't Turn off the and I'll glow To the extreme I rock a mic like a Light up a stage and wax a chump a candle. Dance, Bum the speaker that booms I'm killing your brain like a mushroom Deadly, I play a dope melody Anything less than the best is a it or leave it, You better gain way You better hit bull's eye, The kid play If there was a problem, Yo, solve it out the hook while my DJ revolves it Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Vanilla Now the party is jumping the bass kicked in, the Vegas are pumpin' Quick to the point, to the no faking I'm cooking MCs like a of bacon Burning them if they're not quick and I go when I hear a cymbal And a hi hat with a up tempo I'm on a and it's time to go solo in my 5.0 With my ragtop down so my hair can The on standby, Waving just to say Hi Did you stop? No -- I drove by Kept on to the next stop I a left and I'm heading to the next block That block was Yo -- so I continued to A1A Ave. were hot wearing less than bikinis Rockman lovers driving Jealous I'm out geting mine Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a for the chumps on the wall The chumps acting ill because they're so of "Eight Ball" Gunshots ranged out like a I grabbed my nine -- All I heard were Falling on the real fast in my car, slammed on the gas Bumper to bumper the avenue's I'm to get away before the jackers jack Police on the scene, You know what I passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends If there was a problem, You, solve it out the hook while my DJ revolves it Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Vanilla Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Vanilla heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet Miami's on the scene in case you didn't know it My town, that all the bass sound Enough to shake and holes in the ground my style's like a chemical spill Feasible rhymes that you can vision and Conducted and formed, This is a hell of a We make it hype and you want to step with Shay plays on the fade, slice like a Cut a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn" If my rhyme was a drug, I'd it by the gram Keep my composure when it's time to get Magnetized by the mic while I my juice If was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it! Check out the hook Deshay revolves it. Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby Ice Ice Baby Vanilla, Ice Ice Vanilla Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to mother! Ice Ice Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Too cold Too cold