Ice Ice Baby
Big Daddy Lyrics


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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
Then I flow that 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
Bum rush the speaker that booms
I'm killin' your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less that 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, the fingers are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not 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 ragtop 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
That block was dead

Yo so I continued to a1a Beachfront Ave
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rock man lovers driving Lamborghini
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Ready for the chumps on the wall
The chumps are acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
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 avenue's packed
I'm 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, 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 it 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 my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla
Ice ice baby Vanilla

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
Too cold too cold

Overall Meaning

The song "Ice Ice Baby" is a rap classic that features a story of rags to riches. Vanilla Ice, the artist behind the song, talks about his rise to fame as a rapper. The song starts with Ice introducing himself to "VIP" and then transitions into the iconic line "Ice ice baby" which serves as a hook for the song. The song starts by describing how he's back with his new creation and that he's going to rock the mic. He talks about his daily routine and how he's never going to stop as he continues to create new music. He then talks about how he's going to light up the stage and wax his opponents like a candle.


In the second stanza of the song, Vanilla Ice talks about his ability to kill people's brains with his rap music. He also mentions that anyone who raps less than the best is committing a felony. The rapper then talks about his persona as a bold and confident performer who will do whatever it takes to entertain his audience. The third stanza of the song is where the story gets interesting. He describes how he rolls into the party in a 5.0 with his hair blowing in the wind. He points out his female followers and says hi to them as he drives by. He then describes how he continues driving and ends up at a Beachfront Avenue where he encounters some troubling situations.


Overall, "Ice Ice Baby" is a song about growing up and overcoming the odds to become successful. Vanilla Ice uses his talents to inspire his audience and describes how anyone can rise to the top with enough hard work and determination.


Line by Line Meaning

Ice ice baby
Vanilla is comparing his cool, smooth demeanor to that of ice


All right stop
Vanilla commands everyone to stop what they are doing to listen to him


Collaborate and listen
Vanilla suggests that everyone come together to hear what he has to say


Ice is back with my brand new invention
Vanilla proclaims his return with new, unique ideas


Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Vanilla feels a strong urge to express himself through his music


Then I flow that a harpoon daily and nightly
Vanilla's words and flow are powerful and relentless like a harpoon, and he is always writing and rapping


Will it ever stop?
Vanilla wonders if his success and fame will ever end


Yo, I don't know
Vanilla admits that he does not have the answer to his own question


Turn off the lights and I'll glow
Vanilla is so confident in himself that he will shine even in the darkest of situations


To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Vanilla boasts that he is extremely talented at rapping and performing, to the point where he is destructive like a vandal


Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Vanilla will easily beat any opponent in a rap battle or performance, leaving them burnt out like a candle


Bum rush the speaker that booms
Vanilla urges everyone to crowd around the artist that is blasting his music


I'm killin' your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Vanilla's lyrics are so powerful, they will affect your brain like a poisonous mushroom


Deadly, when I play a dope melody
Vanilla's music is deadly, in that it is so good it is addictive


Anything less that the best is a felony
Vanilla believes that anything less than being the best is a criminal offense


Love it or leave it
Vanilla believes that you either love his music or you should leave it alone


You better gain way
Vanilla tells everyone to move out of his way


You better hit bull's eye
Vanilla expects perfection from those around him


The kid don't play
Vanilla is serious about his music and career, he is not here to play games


If there was a problem
Vanilla is confident that he can solve any issue that arises


Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it
Vanilla tells everyone to listen to the beat and tune in while his DJ plays and manipulates it


Now that the party is jumping
Vanilla feels that he has successfully gotten everyone excited and energized at the party


With the bass kicked in, the fingers are pumpin'
Vanilla's music is so good that everyone is tapping their fingers to the beat


Quick to the point, to the point no faking
Vanilla doesn't mess around, he gets straight to the point in his music


I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Vanilla is easily beating all other rappers like how he would cook a pound of bacon


Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
Vanilla's music is so fast-paced and intense that it will burn anyone not agile enough to keep up


I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
Vanilla loves the sound of a cymbal and it drives him wild


And a hi hat with a souped up tempo
Vanilla's DJ adds elements to the beat to make it even more intense and exciting


I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Vanilla is doing so well in his career that he doesn't need anyone else, it's time for him to go solo


Rollin in my 5.0
Vanilla is driving around in his fancy sports car


With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
Vanilla is enjoying the nice weather with the top down on his car


The girlies on standby, waving just to say hi
Vanilla has many female fans lined up, just hoping to catch a glimpse of him


Did you stop?
Someone asks Vanilla if he stopped to talk to the girls


No, I just drove by
Vanilla is too busy and important to stop and chat with fans


Kept on pursuing to the next stop
Vanilla doesn't let anything slow him down, he is constantly working and chasing his dreams


I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
Vanilla is making his way through the city, moving on to his next performance location


That block was dead
Vanilla didn't have any luck or opportunities on that particular block


Yo so I continued to a1a Beachfront Ave
Vanilla finally arrives at his destination, a fancy location on the beach


Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Vanilla notices the attractive women around him, who are dressed in revealing swimsuits


Rock man lovers driving Lamborghini
Vanilla notices other men at the beach who have expensive sports cars


Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Vanilla knows that others are jealous of his success and fame


Shay with a gauge and Vanilla with a nine
Vanilla and Shay are armed and ready to protect themselves from anyone who might try to hurt them


Ready for the chumps on the wall
Vanilla is ready to take on anyone who tries to stop him or criticize his music


The chumps are acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
Vanilla sees that the haters are acting up because they are likely under the influence of drugs


Gunshots ranged out like a bell
There is suddenly gunfire in the area, sounding like a bell


I grabbed my nine
Vanilla quickly grabs his gun for protection


All I heard were shells
Vanilla only hears shells and noises from the gunfire


Fallin' on the concrete real fast
Vanilla notices that the shells from the gunshots are falling rapidly on the concrete below


Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Vanilla quickly runs to his car and speeds away to safety


Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
Vanilla is stuck in traffic on the busy avenue


I'm tryin' to get away before the jackers jack
Vanilla is trying to escape before anyone can rob him or his car


Police on the scene
The police have arrived on the scene of the gunshots


You know what I mean
Vanilla assumes that everyone knows how the police operate


They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
The police ignore Vanilla and instead focus on catching drug users and dealers


Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Vanilla wants everyone to listen closely because his lyrics are poetic and intelligent


Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
Vanilla wants everyone to know that he is from Miami and that it's a location of importance


My town, that created all the bass sound
Vanilla is proud to be from a place that created such an influential music genre


Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
The music from Vanilla's town is so powerful that it can shake the earth beneath us


'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Vanilla's style is intense and explosive, similar to a hazardous chemical spill


Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Vanilla's lyrics are relatable and easy to understand, allowing listeners to feel the emotion behind them


Conducted and formed
Vanilla takes pride in the fact that his music has been carefully composed and created


This is a hell of a concept
Vanilla believes that his music is a revolutionary idea


We make it hype and you want to step with this
Vanilla's music is so good that it gets people excited and wanting to dance and be a part of it


Shay plays on the fade, slice it like a ninja
Shay is skilled at manipulating the music to create a seamless transition between songs, like a ninja with a sword


Cut like a razor blade so fast
The music is sliced so quickly that it's like a razor blade cutting through the air


Other DJ's say, "damn"
Other DJs are impressed with Shay's skill and talent


If my rhyme was a drug
Vanilla believes that his music is so addictive and powerful that it could be compared to a drug


I'd sell it by the gram
Vanilla would sell his music at a high price, just like drugs are sold by weight


Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Vanilla is able to stay calm and focused when it's time to let loose and perform


Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
Vanilla is drawn to the microphone when he is performing, and he delivers his lyrics perfectly


Yo, I'll solve it!
Vanilla is confident that he can solve any problem that comes his way


Too cold
Vanilla's music is so cool that it's too cold


Too cold too cold
Vanilla's music is too cool for anyone to handle




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BRIAN HAROLD MAY, FLOYD BROWN, FREDDIE MERCURY, MARIO JOHNSON, ROBERT VAN WINKLE, ROGER MEDDOWS TAYLOR

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