Yo, VIP, Let's it! Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice All right stop, Collaborate and Ice is back with my new invention Something a hold of me tightly Then I flow like a harpoon daily and it ever stop? Yo -- I don't know 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 rush the speaker booms I'm killing your brain like a poisonous Deadly, I play a dope melody less than the best is a felony Love it or leave it, You gain way You better hit bull's eye, The kid play If was a problem, Yo, I'll solve 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 point no I'm cooking MCs a pound of bacon Burning them if not quick and nimble I go crazy when I a cymbal And a hi hat a souped up tempo I'm on a roll and it's to go solo in my 5.0 With my down so my hair can blow The girlies on standby, Waving to say Hi Did you stop? No -- I drove by Kept on pursuing to the stop I busted a and I'm heading to the next block That block was Yo -- so I to A1A Beachfront Ave. Girls were hot wearing less than Rockman driving Lamborghinis Jealous I'm out geting mine Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a Reading for the on the wall The chumps ill because they're so full of "Eight Ball" Gunshots out like a bell I grabbed my nine -- All I heard were Falling on the real fast in my car, slammed on the gas Bumper to the avenue's packed I'm trying to get away before the jackers Police on the scene, You know what I They passed me up, confronted all the fiends If there was a problem, You, I'll it out the hook while my DJ revolves it Ice Ice Vanilla, Ice Ice Baby 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, created all the bass sound Enough to and kick holes in the ground 'Cause my style's like a spill Feasible rhymes you can vision and feel and formed, This is a hell of a concept We make it hype and you want to step this Shay plays on the fade, like a ninja Cut like a razor so fast, Other DJs say, "damn" If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the Keep my composure when time to get loose by the mic while I kick my juice If was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it! out the hook while 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 Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Too cold Too cold Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold Too