LYRICS
作词 : David Bowie/Freddie Mercury/Brian May/Roger Taylor/John Deacon/Vanilla Ice/Earthquake/M Smooth
作曲 : David Bowie/Freddie Mercury/Brian May/Roger Taylor/John Deacon/Vanilla Ice/Earthquake/M Smooth
Crazy Frog -Ice Ice Baby
Ice ice baby
Vanilla ice ice baby...
All right stop collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop Yo I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock
a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and and watch
and jump like a candle
Dance bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like
a poisonous mushroom
Deadly when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it
you better gain way
You better hit bull's eye
the kid don't play
If there was a problem yo
I'll solve it
Check out the hook while
my DJ revolves it
Ice ice baby
Vanilla ice ice baby...
Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in
and the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point
to the point no faking
Cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them but you
ain't quick you nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll
and it's time to go solo
Rollin'in my 5.0
With my ragtop down
so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby waiting
just to say hi
Did you stop No I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next I
I busted a left and I'm heading
to the next block
That block was dead yo
so I continued to
A1A Beachfront Avenue
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with the gage
and Vanilla with a nine
Ready for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill
because they're so full of eight balls
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine all
I heard was shells
Rolling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away
before the jackers jack
Police are on the scene
you know what I mean
They passed me up confronted
all the dope fiends
If there was a problem
yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while
my DJ revolves it
Ice ice baby
Vanilla ice ice baby...
Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene
just in case you didn't know it
My town that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick
holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that
you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed this
is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you
want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade
Slice like a ninja
cut like a razor blade
So fast other DJ's say Damn
If my rhyme was a dr*g
I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when
it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic
while I kick my juice
If there was a problem
yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while
DJ revolves it
Ice ice baby
Vanilla ice ice baby...
Yo man let's get out of here
Word to your mother
Ice ice baby too cold
Ice ice baby too cold too cold