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Get loose |
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Vanilla ice is here with the juice. |
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No use for steppin' so give the bass a boost |
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Not a deuce just a hit man. |
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Keepin' rappers necks in a noose |
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I'm gettin' juiced up, |
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But vanilla's not souped up. |
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Check out the read dope track that i looped up |
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All you poo but sucka's plain' the back in fact black. |
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If you run up i'll flip you like a flapjack, |
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An' roll you up like a knappack |
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Crack that skull with bat |
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You should've known you're rap's wacked |
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You lack the style and skill to even get paid. |
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Grab the mic and you will verbally get slayed. |
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I raid the track like a terrorist |
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And with my napalm bomb lyrics, |
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I got 'em scared of this. |
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So be prepared to be taken to the twilight zone |
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And the vip is bad to the bone. |
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Ain't no way against me you can get juice |
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Ain't no way against me you can get juice |
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Ain't no way against me you can get juice |
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Back off the stage, |
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An' watch vanilla ice get loose. |
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Get loose...all the ladies, get loose...all the fellas, get |
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Loose...all the brothers, get loose...all the mothers, get |
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Loose...all the sisters, get loose...now the dogs, get |
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Loose...everybody, here we go, here we go |
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Get loose as i boost the juice |
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Once more for the people who wanted it. |
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An' didn't know what's in store, |
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I've got another big hit |
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Of course a vanilla rides the groove like a gemballa |
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Porsche. |
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I got zero on the cut like a lumberjack better yet a |
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Butcher |
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Guaranteed to put cha in the right mood |
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We make ya dance in a frenzy. |
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Sucka's gettin' mad cuz i'm getting all the skins 'g' |
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Plus i'm makin' all the ends 'g'. |
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And the women wanna ride my pickle like it was a bicycle |
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Or just lick it like a popsicle. |
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I got a little time to waste so baby put it in my face |
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I wanna taste you neta and i bet-cha, |
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I get-cha, right where i wan-cha, |
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And i'm about to let-cha have it. |
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I'm talking about my carrot, you're the bunny rabbit |
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Here it is baby doll, honey, grab it |
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Open up so i can have it. |
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Ooh...whee do like bbd and do me baby |
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You're the lady who makes |
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Me looney screamin' ice ice baby |
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Straight knockin' the boots just cuz i'm a super star. |
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And she knows this that's why i do her far |
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Or should i say long, if you know what i mean. |
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I'm talking about my ice cream - yea |
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I make the girls scream, as i give up the juice |
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Vanilla ice is here, to make the girls get loose... |
