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Ice Ice Baby is a track on More Crazy Hits. Is is a cover of the 1990 song Ice Ice Baby by rapper Vanilla Ice.

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Ice ice baby

Vanilla ice ice baby

Vanilla ice ice baby

Vanilla ice ice baby

Vanilla ice ice baby

Vanilla ice ice baby

Vanilla 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

Vanilla ice ice baby

Vanilla ice ice baby

Vanilla

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

Vanilla ice ice baby

Vanilla ice ice baby

Vanilla

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 drug 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

Vanilla ice ice baby

Vanilla ice ice baby

Vanilla ice

Yo man, let's get out of here

Word to your mother

Ice ice baby, too cold

Ice ice baby, too cold, too cold