It's A Party
Vanilla Ice"It's A Party" is a song by Vanilla Ice, released in 1990 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:54 long and contains 55 lines and 509 words.
Lyrics
0:01Yea Vanillas' stand the world on a chair Yea
0:07Vanilla'll knock 'em down on their rear Yea
0:10Vanilla'll make 'em all stand up and cheer Yea
0:15He's the Vanilla Break break break down
0:18Sparklin' like a towerin' inferno
0:21You wanna' learn my songs This ain't no journal
0:23It blemished my rhyme Because I'm drawin' the line
0:24Don't celebrate too soon 'cause I'm goin' for mine
0:26Just a character in a made up cartoon
0:29Like Witchel and hazel Boy you're pushin' a broom
0:30So get a new life or come equipped with the best
0:33Mark another one for Ice let the microphone rest
0:35Just listen to my groove the beat is strong
0:37And I'll rock it now I need a microphone
0:39I'm in the mood to dance I'm in the mood to prance
0:41You tried me once but now you're takin' a chance
0:43Because I rock with flavor Hard as lifesaver
0:45You asked for d**e Ha That's what I gave ya'
0:47A chance to go but now you move too slow
0:49My juice is pumped and I'm ready to go
1:25Real good Into a new phase jumpin' up the airwaves
1:28And now you're amazed 'cause it's hip hop that you crave
1:30Becuase I'm hyped like an addict there's no d**g involved
1:32The only thing I need is my record revolved
1:34Def comin' dtrong hard like a matador
1:37I saw my style my soul up on the dance floor
1:38I wanna' see ya' shake shake and shiver
1:41You're a charity case and Ice is the giver
1:42I'm givin' you what you want but you're dumb and naive
1:44You can't cope with the dop Ice has concieved
1:46Which is a d**e jam hotter than the third degree
1:49You tried my style but I burn you see
1:51I'm Ice and I'm cold I'm buildin' igloos of gold
1:53You wanna' bite my style you gotta' have soul
1:55'Cause a d**e like this is not easy to come by
1:57You don't buy it on it comes out your Hifi
2:33You think it's funy to lack but I'm a brother to Mack
2:38The 808 kickin' base from a d**e drum track
2:40I'm the coolest of cool kickin' cools silly fools
2:42You r posse's takin' a dip and Vanilla's the pool
2:44Get ready for my ritual it's at its' peak
2:46Silly punks bow down 1st the lyricist speak
2:48Intruders get slayed My pockets get paid
2:50The girlie is jockin' it and just got laid
2:52See I'm the press you elect Keep the record erect
2:54In effect d**n ain't that what you expect
2:56Earthquake is on the funk My homie's not a punk
2:58Take you antique rhymes and self 'em as junk
3:00You see we won't come front' and sellin' d**gs and all that s**t
3:02Fake caddies mack daddies ain't even legit
3:04So get a beeper you're a sleeper and you need to wake up
3:07So make the record transform so Carwin Vegas
3:12Do it We don't need no music
3:44'Cause all we wanna' do Is sing and dance and party down
3:54I'm the best He's the Vanilla
Yea Vanillas' stand the world on a chair Yea Vanilla'll knock 'em down on their rear Yea Vanilla'll make 'em all stand up and cheer Yea He's the Vanilla Break break break down Sparklin' like a towerin' inferno You wanna' learn my songs This ain't no journal It blemished my rhyme Because I'm drawin' the line Don't celebrate too soon 'cause I'm goin' for mine Just a character in a made up cartoon Like Witchel and hazel Boy you're pushin' a broom So get a new life or come equipped with the best Mark another one for Ice let the microphone rest Just listen to my groove the beat is strong And I'll rock it now I need a microphone I'm in the mood to dance I'm in the mood to prance You tried me once but now you're takin' a chance Because I rock with flavor Hard as lifesaver You asked for d**e Ha That's what I gave ya' A chance to go but now you move too slow My juice is pumped and I'm ready to go Real good Into a new phase jumpin' up the airwaves And now you're amazed 'cause it's hip hop that you crave Becuase I'm hyped like an addict there's no d**g involved The only thing I need is my record revolved Def comin' dtrong hard like a matador I saw my style my soul up on the dance floor I wanna' see ya' shake shake and shiver You're a charity case and Ice is the giver I'm givin' you what you want but you're dumb and naive You can't cope with the dop Ice has concieved Which is a d**e jam hotter than the third degree You tried my style but I burn you see I'm Ice and I'm cold I'm buildin' igloos of gold You wanna' bite my style you gotta' have soul 'Cause a d**e like this is not easy to come by You don't buy it on it comes out your Hifi You think it's funy to lack but I'm a brother to Mack The 808 kickin' base from a d**e drum track I'm the coolest of cool kickin' cools silly fools You r posse's takin' a dip and Vanilla's the pool Get ready for my ritual it's at its' peak Silly punks bow down 1st the lyricist speak Intruders get slayed My pockets get paid The girlie is jockin' it and just got laid See I'm the press you elect Keep the record erect In effect d**n ain't that what you expect Earthquake is on the funk My homie's not a punk Take you antique rhymes and self 'em as junk You see we won't come front' and sellin' d**gs and all that s**t Fake caddies mack daddies ain't even legit So get a beeper you're a sleeper and you need to wake up So make the record transform so Carwin Vegas Do it We don't need no music 'Cause all we wanna' do Is sing and dance and party down I'm the best He's the Vanilla
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