Ice Is Workin' It Lyrics
| Song | Ice Is Workin' It |
| Artist | Vanilla Ice |
| Album | To The Extreme |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Earthquake, G Anderson ... | |
| (vanilla ice, earthquake, m. smooth, g. anderson, p. loomis) | |
| Yo! here comes the intro | |
| It's time to let it go | |
| I live the life of my rhyme, | |
| I think I'll let it show | |
| So, keep it goin' so the mic can stay warm | |
| Then I know | |
| I've been doin' my job 'cause there'll be sweat pourin' | |
| So pick and choose your weapon but don't slip | |
| I'm here to kill you boys with the flex of my mic grip | |
| So pump your fist like this, but don't miss | |
| The hook and the break when you decide to dance to this | |
| Lyrical concept that's meant for the dance floor | |
| I know you adore 'cause that's what you came for | |
| The ice rhymer is back and livin' large | |
| And when I'm at a show you better wear camouflage'cause there was plenty who thought | |
| I couldn't swing this | |
| But now all | |
| I get from the crowd is just a pumped fist | |
| So sing along with the chorus 'cause it's a hit | |
| Or stay at home alone 'cause ice will be workin' it | |
| Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work | |
| It, work it. work it, ice, yea! c'mon and work it baby | |
| Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work | |
| It, work it. work it, ice, yea! c'mon and work it baby | |
| Go white boy, go white boy, go! | |
| Check out the hook. vanilla ice, yep, yep | |
| I'm makin' a killin' and chillin' because | |
| I'm cool as an ice pack | |
| You're lovin' everything when | |
| I think of a new track | |
| I keep my rhyme flowin', notice it's right on time | |
| And separate the wax and keep my mic in line | |
| So put your body in motion and let me know that you're there | |
| And those playin' the wall don't be scared'cause it's a foundation of breaks put to a beat | |
| Strong as concrete 'cause | |
| I'm rockin' the beat | |
| I'm in rock mode now' cause | |
| I'm steppin' like a soldier | |
| Move to the groove and try to hold your composure | |
| Never the less | |
| I'm back to attack | |
| I came to manifest, and express to this dope track | |
| Blow off the lid for the kid | |
| I get nice | |
| That's why the ladies scraem...oh! vanilla ice! | |
| Forthcomin' | |
| I'm risin' to the top | |
| The real definition of funk is put to hip hop | |
| That's what | |
| I though, you're cause by the friction | |
| Pens to the pad when | |
| I'm shakin' the mixin' | |
| What I like to hear is a drummer get wicked | |
| The tone of a vocal thrown and then kick it | |
| Don't be surprised if your eyeballs swell | |
| I know it's hard to regard 'cause | |
| I'm loved by the females | |
| Masses of many, which is plenty, comes to a halt | |
| No one's in the runnin', so | |
| I guess that is my fault | |
| So pump up the crowd and give 'em somethin' to step to | |
| My dj's at his max to enhance what | |
| I bring you | |
| The concepts hittin' so follow along like a cookbook | |
| Acknowledge the pros from all the titles | |
| I took, yea | |
| The crowd's at ease when | |
| I breat through the mic end | |
| As I whip up a dance better move all the mic stands | |
| I go to work on the floor like a wet mop | |
| If you've ever been moved, check it out when | |
| I rock(repeat chorus) | |
| Throw your hands in the air and let's get hyper | |
| Flip this thing and sting like a viper | |
| Rollin' with the rhythm, | |
| I did it for my opponent | |
| If there was a crown to be taken, yea, | |
| I would own it | |
| Believe that my rhyme is spoken like it has to be | |
| With slang to stain it's a sheer catastrophe | |
| Sheer to the point, to the point it's like lethal | |
| The dope that | |
| I'm sellin' is not even illegal | |
| But, still knowck you out with clout to make you shout | |
| To rock the party people sho 'em what it's all about | |
| Money, yea, is the key to all problems | |
| If you believe that, then you should surely solve 'em'cause | |
| I got the key, the key to attack | |
| The knowledge from my dome, from the top of my track | |
| To my foes, | |
| I can show | |
| I can flow 'cause | |
| I'm legitThinkin' of a new dance, ice will be workin' it(repeat chorus) | |
| Paul loomis, george anderson | |
| Published by ice baby music/qpm music (bmi) |
| zuo qu : Earthquake, G Anderson ... | |
| vanilla ice, earthquake, m. smooth, g. anderson, p. loomis | |
| Yo! here comes the intro | |
| It' s time to let it go | |
| I live the life of my rhyme, | |
| I think I' ll let it show | |
| So, keep it goin' so the mic can stay warm | |
| Then I know | |
| I' ve been doin' my job ' cause there' ll be sweat pourin' | |
| So pick and choose your weapon but don' t slip | |
| I' m here to kill you boys with the flex of my mic grip | |
| So pump your fist like this, but don' t miss | |
| The hook and the break when you decide to dance to this | |
| Lyrical concept that' s meant for the dance floor | |
| I know you adore ' cause that' s what you came for | |
| The ice rhymer is back and livin' large | |
| And when I' m at a show you better wear camouflage' cause there was plenty who thought | |
| I couldn' t swing this | |
| But now all | |
| I get from the crowd is just a pumped fist | |
| So sing along with the chorus ' cause it' s a hit | |
| Or stay at home alone ' cause ice will be workin' it | |
| Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work | |
| It, work it. work it, ice, yea! c' mon and work it baby | |
| Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work | |
| It, work it. work it, ice, yea! c' mon and work it baby | |
| Go white boy, go white boy, go! | |
| Check out the hook. vanilla ice, yep, yep | |
| I' m makin' a killin' and chillin' because | |
| I' m cool as an ice pack | |
| You' re lovin' everything when | |
| I think of a new track | |
| I keep my rhyme flowin', notice it' s right on time | |
| And separate the wax and keep my mic in line | |
| So put your body in motion and let me know that you' re there | |
| And those playin' the wall don' t be scared' cause it' s a foundation of breaks put to a beat | |
| Strong as concrete ' cause | |
| I' m rockin' the beat | |
| I' m in rock mode now' cause | |
| I' m steppin' like a soldier | |
| Move to the groove and try to hold your composure | |
| Never the less | |
| I' m back to attack | |
| I came to manifest, and express to this dope track | |
| Blow off the lid for the kid | |
| I get nice | |
| That' s why the ladies scraem... oh! vanilla ice! | |
| Forthcomin' | |
| I' m risin' to the top | |
| The real definition of funk is put to hip hop | |
| That' s what | |
| I though, you' re cause by the friction | |
| Pens to the pad when | |
| I' m shakin' the mixin' | |
| What I like to hear is a drummer get wicked | |
| The tone of a vocal thrown and then kick it | |
| Don' t be surprised if your eyeballs swell | |
| I know it' s hard to regard ' cause | |
| I' m loved by the females | |
| Masses of many, which is plenty, comes to a halt | |
| No one' s in the runnin', so | |
| I guess that is my fault | |
| So pump up the crowd and give ' em somethin' to step to | |
| My dj' s at his max to enhance what | |
| I bring you | |
| The concepts hittin' so follow along like a cookbook | |
| Acknowledge the pros from all the titles | |
| I took, yea | |
| The crowd' s at ease when | |
| I breat through the mic end | |
| As I whip up a dance better move all the mic stands | |
| I go to work on the floor like a wet mop | |
| If you' ve ever been moved, check it out when | |
| I rock repeat chorus | |
| Throw your hands in the air and let' s get hyper | |
| Flip this thing and sting like a viper | |
| Rollin' with the rhythm, | |
| I did it for my opponent | |
| If there was a crown to be taken, yea, | |
| I would own it | |
| Believe that my rhyme is spoken like it has to be | |
| With slang to stain it' s a sheer catastrophe | |
| Sheer to the point, to the point it' s like lethal | |
| The dope that | |
| I' m sellin' is not even illegal | |
| But, still knowck you out with clout to make you shout | |
| To rock the party people sho ' em what it' s all about | |
| Money, yea, is the key to all problems | |
| If you believe that, then you should surely solve ' em' cause | |
| I got the key, the key to attack | |
| The knowledge from my dome, from the top of my track | |
| To my foes, | |
| I can show | |
| I can flow ' cause | |
| I' m legitThinkin' of a new dance, ice will be workin' it repeat chorus | |
| Paul loomis, george anderson | |
| Published by ice baby music qpm music bmi |
| zuò qǔ : Earthquake, G Anderson ... | |
| vanilla ice, earthquake, m. smooth, g. anderson, p. loomis | |
| Yo! here comes the intro | |
| It' s time to let it go | |
| I live the life of my rhyme, | |
| I think I' ll let it show | |
| So, keep it goin' so the mic can stay warm | |
| Then I know | |
| I' ve been doin' my job ' cause there' ll be sweat pourin' | |
| So pick and choose your weapon but don' t slip | |
| I' m here to kill you boys with the flex of my mic grip | |
| So pump your fist like this, but don' t miss | |
| The hook and the break when you decide to dance to this | |
| Lyrical concept that' s meant for the dance floor | |
| I know you adore ' cause that' s what you came for | |
| The ice rhymer is back and livin' large | |
| And when I' m at a show you better wear camouflage' cause there was plenty who thought | |
| I couldn' t swing this | |
| But now all | |
| I get from the crowd is just a pumped fist | |
| So sing along with the chorus ' cause it' s a hit | |
| Or stay at home alone ' cause ice will be workin' it | |
| Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work | |
| It, work it. work it, ice, yea! c' mon and work it baby | |
| Work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work it, work | |
| It, work it. work it, ice, yea! c' mon and work it baby | |
| Go white boy, go white boy, go! | |
| Check out the hook. vanilla ice, yep, yep | |
| I' m makin' a killin' and chillin' because | |
| I' m cool as an ice pack | |
| You' re lovin' everything when | |
| I think of a new track | |
| I keep my rhyme flowin', notice it' s right on time | |
| And separate the wax and keep my mic in line | |
| So put your body in motion and let me know that you' re there | |
| And those playin' the wall don' t be scared' cause it' s a foundation of breaks put to a beat | |
| Strong as concrete ' cause | |
| I' m rockin' the beat | |
| I' m in rock mode now' cause | |
| I' m steppin' like a soldier | |
| Move to the groove and try to hold your composure | |
| Never the less | |
| I' m back to attack | |
| I came to manifest, and express to this dope track | |
| Blow off the lid for the kid | |
| I get nice | |
| That' s why the ladies scraem... oh! vanilla ice! | |
| Forthcomin' | |
| I' m risin' to the top | |
| The real definition of funk is put to hip hop | |
| That' s what | |
| I though, you' re cause by the friction | |
| Pens to the pad when | |
| I' m shakin' the mixin' | |
| What I like to hear is a drummer get wicked | |
| The tone of a vocal thrown and then kick it | |
| Don' t be surprised if your eyeballs swell | |
| I know it' s hard to regard ' cause | |
| I' m loved by the females | |
| Masses of many, which is plenty, comes to a halt | |
| No one' s in the runnin', so | |
| I guess that is my fault | |
| So pump up the crowd and give ' em somethin' to step to | |
| My dj' s at his max to enhance what | |
| I bring you | |
| The concepts hittin' so follow along like a cookbook | |
| Acknowledge the pros from all the titles | |
| I took, yea | |
| The crowd' s at ease when | |
| I breat through the mic end | |
| As I whip up a dance better move all the mic stands | |
| I go to work on the floor like a wet mop | |
| If you' ve ever been moved, check it out when | |
| I rock repeat chorus | |
| Throw your hands in the air and let' s get hyper | |
| Flip this thing and sting like a viper | |
| Rollin' with the rhythm, | |
| I did it for my opponent | |
| If there was a crown to be taken, yea, | |
| I would own it | |
| Believe that my rhyme is spoken like it has to be | |
| With slang to stain it' s a sheer catastrophe | |
| Sheer to the point, to the point it' s like lethal | |
| The dope that | |
| I' m sellin' is not even illegal | |
| But, still knowck you out with clout to make you shout | |
| To rock the party people sho ' em what it' s all about | |
| Money, yea, is the key to all problems | |
| If you believe that, then you should surely solve ' em' cause | |
| I got the key, the key to attack | |
| The knowledge from my dome, from the top of my track | |
| To my foes, | |
| I can show | |
| I can flow ' cause | |
| I' m legitThinkin' of a new dance, ice will be workin' it repeat chorus | |
| Paul loomis, george anderson | |
| Published by ice baby music qpm music bmi |
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