(OST Пингвины мистера Поппера / Mr. Popper's Penguins)
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Yo VIP
Lets 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 dont know
Turn off the lights and Ill glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle

Dance - [bad word] the speaker that booms
Im killin 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 bulls eye
The kid dont play
If there was a problem
Yo Ill 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 jumpin
With the bass kicked in, and the Vegas all pumpin
Quick to the point, to the point no fakin
Cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burning them if you aint quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi-hat with a supped up tempo
Im on a roll - its 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 stop
I busted a left and Im 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 Im out getting mine
Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
Ready - for the chumps on the wall
The Chumps are acting ill because theyre full of eight ball
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine - all I heard were shells
Fallin - on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car - slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenues packed
Im tryin 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 Ill 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 Im a lyrical poet
Miamis on the scene just in case you didnt know it
My town that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
Cause my styles like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed is a [bad word] 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,  [bad word] 
If my rhyme was a [bad word] Id sell it by the gram
Keep [bad word] when its time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem
Yo Ill solve it
Check out the hook while D-Shay revolves it.

Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla
Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla Ice

Yo man lets 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, too cold, too cold