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Album: To Th Extreme
Genre: Hip Hop
Writers: Vanilla Ice, Queen, David Bowie, M Smooth, Earthquake
Released: 1990
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It is the most popular song of Vanilla Ice. Ice Ice Baby is the first rap single in reaching the number one position into Billboard Hot 100 during 1990. The single received a certified gold in Canada, Germany and Austria, and certified platinum in United States and United Kingdom. Also, it got a Grammy nomination as Best Rap Solo Performance in 1991. Ice, Ice Baby, sold over 15 million copies around the world. The entire album, To The Extreme sold 7 million copies only in US, and it was  #1 hit on The Billboard 200 Albums during sixteen weeks. This year, it was released four more remixes as the cover album titled Vanilla Ice Is Back which is on stores since 11th, November, 2008.

Yo VIP let’s kick it

Ice ice baby
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 wax a chump like a candle
Dance go rush to 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 weight
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 vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla

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
I’m cooking MC’s like a pound of bacon
Burning them if you ain’t quick and 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 rag-top down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby waving just to say hi
Did you stop no I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I’m heading to the next block
The 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 a guage and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they’re so full of eight balls
Gunshots rang out like a bell
I grabbed my nine all I heard were shells

Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car slammed on the gas
Bumpet to bumper the avenue’s packed
I’m trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police 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 vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla

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 DJs 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 Shay revolves it

Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla

Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla
Ice ice baby vanillla

Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby (oh-oh) 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
Ice ice baby too cold too cold
Ice ice baby