Hooked Album

Artist(s): Vanilla Ice

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Vanilla Ice Hooked Cover Art

Tracklist

Ice Ice Baby

length: 4:31
producer: Vanilla Ice
vocal: Vanilla Ice
composer: Freddie Mercury, Brian May, Roger Taylor, David Bowie, Vanilla Ice, Chocolate, Earthquake, John Deacon
lyricist: Vanilla Ice, Chocolate, Earthquake

Yo, VIP, let's kick it!

Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby
All right stop
Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with a brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like 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 than 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 and the Vega's 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 Lamborghinis
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 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

"DREAMSONS VERSION"
Ice ice Baby
Ice ice Baby
Thanks for da smile
YTPs are stink
Apu never leaves
And Moe's a dink
Let's do dis thang
Ice ice baby
Come on
Ice ice baby
Let's do this
Thanks to DaWankler for the correction

Play That Funky Music

length: 4:46
vocal: Vanilla Ice
bass: George Anderson
writer: Vanilla Ice, Earthquake, Robert W. Parissi
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy

I'm back and I'm ringin' the bell
A rockin' on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well that's my DJ Deshay cuttin' all them Z's
Hittin' hard and the girlies goin' crazy
Vanilla's on the mike, man I'm not lazy.

I'm lettin' my drug kick in
It controls my mouth and I begin
To just let it flow, let my concepts go
My posse's to the side yellin', Go Vanilla Go!

Smooth 'cause that's the way I will be
And if you don't give a damn, then
Why you starin' at me
So get off 'cause I control the stage
There's no dissin' allowed
I'm in my own phase
The girlies sa y they love me and that is ok
And I can dance better than any kid n' play

Play that funky music Come on Come on
Play that funky music, white boy I can't hear you, say it,
Play that funky music say it, say it, say
Play that funky music, white boy it, come on
Yea, a
little bit louder

now come on, come on

Stage 2 -- Yea the one ya' wanna listen to
It's off my head so let the beat play through
So I can funk it up and make it sound good
1-2-3 Yo -- Knock on some wood
For good luck, I like my rhymes atrocious
Supercalafragilisticexpialidocious
I'm an effect and that you can bet
I can take a fly girl and make her wet.

I'm like Samson -- Samson to Delilah
There's no denyin', You can try to hang
But you'll keep tryin' to get my style
Over and over, practice makes perfect
But not if you're a loafer.

You'll get nowhere, no place, no time, no girls
Soon -- Oh my God, homebody, you probably eat
Spaghetti with a spoon! Come on and say it!

Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music Come on Come on
Play that funky music white boy Let's do it

VIP. Vanilla Ice yep, yep, I'm comin' hard like a rhino
Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino
So punks stop trying and girl stop cryin'
Vanilla Ice is sellin' and you people are buyin'
'Cause why the freaks are jockin' like Crazy Glue
Movin' and groovin' trying to sing along
All through the ghetto groovin' this here song
Now you're amazed by the VIP posse.

Steppin' so hard like a German Nazi
Startled by the bases hittin' ground
There's no trippin' on mine, I'm just gettin' down
Sparkamatic, I'm hangin' tight like a fanatic
You trapped me once and I thought that
You might have it
So step down and lend me your ear
'89 in my time! You, '90 is my year.

Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music Come on, Come on, I
Play that funky music white boy can't hear you

You're weakenin' fast, YO! and I can tell it
Your body's gettin' hot, so, so I can smell it
So don't be mad and don't be sad
'Cause the lyrics belong to ICE, You can call me Dad
You're pitchin' a fit, so step back and endure
Let the witch doctor, Ice, do the dance to cure
So come up close and don't be square
You wanna battle me -- Anytime, anywhere

You thought that I was weak, Boy, you're dead wrong
So come on, everybody and sing this song

Say -- Play that funky music Say, go white boy, go white boy go
play that funky music Go white boy, go white boy, go
Lay down and boogie and play that funky music till you die.

Play that funky music Come on, Come on, let me hear
Play that funky music white boy you say it, say it
Play that funky music A little louder now
Play that funky music, white boy Come on, Come on, Come on
Play that funky music

Hooked

length: 4:53
producer: Khayree
vocal: Vanilla Ice
writer: Khayree, Vanilla Ice
1 2 3 4 Hit it, Hit it

[Verse 1]
Yeah, here's a story bout my homeboy randy
He was hooked on a girl named candy
Started off as sex for fun
Now the girl's got him on the run
Made love to her just one time
Now she runs his body and mind
He calls everyday on the phone
But baby's playin' games
Leave a message at the tone
Soft and gentle is not her style
This girl is so damn wild
All my partners want to get next to her
But she ain't down with that, She moves right through 'em
Yeah, like paper plates, Tears 'em up and she throws 'em away
If you had any guts today, You'd get your butt up and you'd walk away
But you're hooked

Hooked
Know what I'm sayin', you're hooked, hooked

[Verse 2]
Yo, Get tough was your new campaign
Cryin' over a girl, boy, you're insane
She treats you like a dirty diaper
Use you one time and then she wipes you out
You understand what I'm sayin'?
If you're a man, you'll stop delaying and betraying
Try to act like you were mack
You can't go an hour without that sex attack
What's wrong, boy, is it that good?
There's a lot of girls that would and could
Take you, But you're so damn weak
I think you need to seek
Professional help, For your problems
Lay on the couch and let the doctor solve 'em
Talkin' to you and now he took your money
You're took on that honey, You're hooked

Hooked, hooked
Fellas, you know what I'm sayin', he's hooked
Ain't got an ounce of mack in him, he's hooked

[Verse 3]
Yeah, baby, run you, she takes your money
While you'll kick back cryin' over honey
Now, I must admit she's fly
But i'll be damned if oh me oh my
If I ever let a girl run my thing
I'm poppin' it the most, you know what I'm sayin'?
So understand, you gotta be real hard
Don't treat her like a dog, but let her know
You'll pull her card if she ever gets outta hand
What is you a boy or a man?
Stand up and tell baby you ain't gonna be shook
Yo punk, you're hooked on that sssy
I don't know why
I don't stand by
And just let a girl run over me
Fool, I'm a man. can't you see
Boy, you're hooked

Yeah -- you're hooked, might as well give her to me man
Let me do the wild thing, you're hooked
Shoot, I'm poppin' it man, you're hooked

[Interlude]
Let me talk to you for second.
So, what's up, vanilla?
Yo, man. come here man. what?
You know, man, you ain't doin' it right. you're off man.
See, you know what the problem is?
That ring I bought her. the diamonds weren't big enough.
I'm tellin' ya' -- the diamonds weren't...i'm goin'...you know
What she wants...i'm goin' tell ya'...no man, when I first
Met her she said she wanted a 'vette. I'm gonna' get her a vette
no man, no...a 'vette...i'm gonna get her the
'vette. no man, hey, wait up

[Verse 4]
Now it's saturday, the day you hate most
Why, because from coast to coast
You see girls everday in the club, cold kickin' it
Reminds you of baby when you used to be with it
But now she took you one time for sex and you're so sprung
That the next time she seen you
We knew, She had to leave you
Boy, you're hooked

Boy, you're hooked, hooked hooked

Satisfaction

length: 3:45
producer: Khayree and Vanilla Ice
writer: Keith Richards, Mick Jagger
[Verse 1]
Saturday night, The club was packed, But I can't get no action
The girl I want is frontin hard, I can't get no satisfaction
Thousand people up in the club and the music's thumpin hard
I must admit that I was slightly anxious to have my card
Pooled by a girl in a nice tight dress
The kind that makes ya body wet, Hmm, I must confess
I tryed and she said no, But fellas yo, I can't get no

[Chorus]
I can't get no [Yeah]
I can't get no [Ya know what I'm sayin?]
I can't get no [Yep, Yep]
Satisfaction, Ah hey hey hey
You know what I say
That's what I say
Yeah

[Verse 2]
Girlie at the bar, Lookin mighty fly
She look so fly at the time
I had to make up, You know, My mind
So I walked up to her gently, Just so I can speak
Man, she turned around and scoped me down and started doin the freak
I tryed all I could, I even said please
She moved my hands off her booty, Cause she was a skeeze
Man, I had to escape, So I could get away
I told her what was up, She said come back another day

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
The party's almost over, The club's about to close
I saw this girl who rocked my world, So I suppose
I'll take another chance, A try at romance
I couldn't take my eyes off the back of her pants
I moved very smoothly, A nice conversation
The perfume she was wearing, Ooh, Sensation!
She seemed kinda worried, Like something was wrong
Tyson at my back, I had to move along

[Chorus]

[Repeat chorus till fade]

I Love You

length: 5:06
producer: Kim Sharp
vocal: Vanilla Ice
solo saxophone: Don Diego
writer: Kim Sharp, Vanilla Ice
[Verse 1]
Girl, I keep thinkin' of how I feel
When I'm in your arms gives me a chill
Just knowin' that you want me by your side
Mellows my mind and enhances my pride
Girl, I need you more and more each day
Believe me when I tell you I'm here to stay
I'm captured by your love and your pretty smile
You devastating beauty and your sweet profile

[Chorus]
I love you, cause I love you
I love you, cause I love you

[Verse 2]
You're so fine, let's wine and dine
I'm so happy that you are mine
Thinking of you I melt with desire
Take you in my arms, let love take us higher
To hear you talk, sounds so sweet
When you're close to me I feel your heat
Girl, I want you and you want me
And it'll last until eternity
You're like the snow fallin' from the sky
So clean, like the look in your eye
You're my queen, i'll buy you everything
Yes, girl, even diamond rings
Cause you're my lady, and this love is true
Every sunset makes me think of you
And i'll never forget what you mean to me
Comin' straight from the heart of vanilla i-see-e

Chorus

[Outro]
Hello girl, when I first saw you. it was love at first sight
We've been goin' out now for about two years and I still feel the same
I know I haven't said it much before...well...it's because
See, I get all choked up inside. it just doesn't want to
Come out. I don't know. maybe this'll help all the bad
Things i've done. so, no matter what goes on, no matter
What happens, always remember...I love you!

Dancin'

length: 5:01
producer: Earthquake
vocal: Vanilla Ice
performer: Khayree
writer: Vanilla Ice, Earthquake, Hal Fletcher, Donald Mizell, Floyd Parks, Weldon Davis, Freddie Go


Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'
Come on, come on, come on everybody
Come on, come on everybody
Come on everybody, come on, come on everybody
Come on, come on everybody
Let's do this dance
Get out your seats and let me shake your pants
Oh, with the base cold thumpin' and the hihats snaren'
People are jumpin' and the fly girls are staren'
People under 40...Yo! Let's get down
Because they need more break and now it's sliced by Shay
The records out so don't wait

The style that I'm doin', it'll ruin
All you people came here just for booin'
Get your dead *** up and back on the floor
Jump in the groove and let Vanilla go
Insane, with my gold chain
You know you're gonna' see it on Soul Train. Hit it!

Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'..

All you people on thel eft, shake your thing
And everybody on the right, do the same thing
Now, the people in the middle, try to enhance
Come on everybody, let me see you dance
In motion, with the potion
Get up everybody and locomotion
All swing and do your thing
Unless of course, you can't hang. Chillin' is o.k
But not when I play this song, move along, be gone
Yea! The beat'll make you move when the records on
Get with this style and update it
Like my record is, when you play it
Def comin' strong, hard like a matador
I saw my style, my soul up on the dance floor

Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'...Do it! Funk it up!
Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'..

Swingin' until the night is through
Just let your feet and your body take control of you
Just like a trance to keep you movin'
Everybody can do it, just keep on groovin'
Of the 808...just kickin' like a chicken that you just ate
So catch a groove so we can get down
Yell out the name of your hometown
Miami...Catch the groove. L.A....Catch the groove
New York...Catch the groove. Seattle...Catch the groove
Dallas...Catch the groove. Detroit...Catch the groove
VIP dancers...Catch the groove. Everybody...Catch the groove
Do it!

Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'...Yea! Can we do it?
Dancin', Dancin', Dancin'...Come on everybody..

Go Ill

length: 4:59
producer: David Deberry and Kim Sharp
vocal: Vanilla Ice
writer: Kim Sharp, David Deberry, Vanilla Ice
[Verse 1]
Get on up...i walk the beat and walk it with clarity
I want to' make sure all's hearin' me
Ducks who's bummin', I found your hide away
I'm livin' large y'all so by the way
Who rocked the crowd and rocks it loud
On the strengths, y'all, I'm takin' bows now
Kickin' up lyrics that others want to' rock to
Rock like me, y'all this you can't do
The v, the a, the n, the i, the lla y'all
It's vanilla

[Chorus]
Go ill, go ill, get on up, go ill, go ill, get on up
Go ill, go ill, get on up, go ill, go ill, get on up

[Verse 2]
Hold on girl, let your feet move free
cause you move to the groove of vanilla i-see-e
You come here to rock and let the white boy rap
If you a ho, get off my lap
cause ice stands for bein' so cold
That's a nickname I got for bein' so bold
Jerome stands for m.p.a
My personal assistant, every day
I'm not an mc who come here to play
Yo, boy, I'm serious, I'm goin' all the way
Rhymes are clean, there's no need to be ill
And when I'm on the mic, I let 'em all spill

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I rock the mic like I'm a fanatic
When I see one, I got to have it
I'll whip up a sound that'll burst your eardrum
What you gonna' do? don't you play dumb
Busy like kizzy, groovin' like rubin
Don't care what you do, just keep movin'
Shakin' your limbs until they wear thin
I make your butt shake just watch the boy grin
Simple like simon, with ice rhymin'
Some mc's fakin' it, but I'm the diamond
I'm the rhyme doctor, always on call
You watch your fries, boy, or I'm gonna' take yours

[Chorus]

[Verse 4]
Start skeezin' and move that hip girl
Get in the mood and don't you quit
Smooth as slime, king rhyme
Rock it boy, cause it's a craime
I'll make you scream like you're in between
When I'm on the mic, yes I'm the king
cause I'm hungry as a dog, i'll eat up
My rhymes are runnin', don't interrupt
cause I'm a throne overtaker, not an mc faker
I like my coffee, but I can't stand sanka

[Chorus]

It's a Party

length: 4:40
producer: Khayree
vocal: Vanilla Ice
background vocals: Princess
composer: Vanilla Ice
lyricist: Vanilla Ice
[Intro]
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

[Verse 1]
Sparklin' like a towerin' inferno
You want to' 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 dope, 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

[Chorus]
Go...it's a party...come on...let's do this...come on..

[Verse 2]
Real good...into a new phase, jumpin' up the airwaves
And now you're amazed 'cause it's hip hop that you crave
because I'm hyped like an addict, there's no drug involved
The only thing I need is my record revolved
Def comin' strong, hard like a matador
I saw my style, my soul, up on the dance floor
I want to' 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 dope 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 want to' bite my style, you gotta' have soul
'cause a dope like this is not easy to come by
You don't buy it on, it comes out your hi-fi

[Chorus]
It's a party...come on...'let's do this..

[Verse 3]
You think it's funy to lack but I'm a brother to mack
The 808 kickin' base from a dope drum track
I'm the coolest of cool, kickin' cools silly fools
You are 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, damn, 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' drugs and all that ****
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

[Chorus]
It's a party...come on...let's do this..

[Outro]
Do it! we don't need no music
Cause all we want to' do, is sing and dance and party down
I'm the best, he's the vanilla

[Chorus]
It's a party...come on...let's do this..

Ice Cold

length: 3:51
Your bad self..

[Verse 1]
All right, stop, spread yourself around
Get loose girl, let's break it down
Get down, straight to the floor
Get excited and beg for more
As I go on, flow on with a smile
Pay attention to my style
Dirty but hot, ya' know what I mean?
Get loose girl like a sex fiend, let's do it
cause you know what I want
Me and you babe go one on one
Get freaky and I do the same
Get hot and I ride like a sex machine

[Chorus]
Ice cool and you're colder than ever, I like it
Ice cool and you're colder than ever

[Verse 2]
Ice cold, cooler than ever
Never say never cause I'm so damn clever
Lickin' your lips, I'm ridin' your hips
V.i.p. posse and we're pimps
Be on the lookout in your vicinity
I'm robbin' virgins of their virginity
Like robin hood gave to the poor
I rock kashla and now she wants more
She calls everday, it's gettin' kinda' silly
But she rides my saddle like bronco billy
In a rodeo somewhere out west
She screams out "vanilla ice, you're the best!"
Echoing out, can you hear?
She screams out everywhere
Just a pimp and you know
Snatchin' women, so, yo!
You can beg, plead and tell me you love me
But there's no way i'd put a girl above me
Unless it's sex and you want to' ride
Jump on my saddle, baby, and get live

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Move your body all around
This is the dope jam, so get down
Now that you like what I'm sayin' admit it
This is the jam and vanilla just did it
I made you work 'til your butt got sore
In other words, I'm about to get raw
On stage, it's a v.i.p., doin' dances from a to zpumpin' it, pushin' it, stick it hard
I freaked your girl in the back of your car
I wore a jimmy that I slapped on
Popped a rubber duckie, so bought me a trojan
Get ready, hyped into the groove
As I practiced to make your body move
You're fienin' for a meanin', oh yes, I'm comin'
Vanilla ice is here so you suckers start runnin'
This is the jam I know you're gonna like
Deshay he cuts like a knife
He won't smirk and he won't smile
Deshay get funky for a while
Yo, it's time for me to pump, pump..
Pump up the volume

[Chorus]

Rosta Man

length: 4:29
[Intro]
Strictly from the islands, vanilla ice
The man jam down reggae music
Mash it up ice, mash it

[Verse 1]
I got the rhyme to keep the body pumpin'
Turn the party out while the people are jumpin'
Reggae style at the top of my list
Is hitting real hard like mike tyson's fist
It is so good that the girlies goin' crazy
Vanilla's on the mic and you know I'm not lazy
I'm pumpin' up the lyrics in a smooth way
I drop 'em like a bum rush much as what we say
The other mc's try to duplicate
But with the rosta man they just mediate

[Chorus]
Rosta man you be jammin' so smooth
You rockin' on the mic and you can only improve
Rosta man you know you sound so sweet
I like the way you put the lyrics to the funky beat
Ah rae rue, re rae rah
Reggae rock has the style to chase the blues away
Ah rae rue, re rae rah
Reggae rock has the style to chase the blues away

[Verse 2]
Me and i, myself and you
The rosta man, deshay and the rest of my crew
Reggae music's been around for a while
Vanilla ice is doin' it the hip hop style
Because this is the one that we call the rae rue
Everybody out there you know just what to do
Just clap your hands and stomp your feet
Move around to the sound of the reggae beat
No push, no fall, no shove, no trip
The rosta man wants you to get with it

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Well the people out there let me hear you scream
If you want to get down and you want to be seen
Then jump up my man, do the rosta man
Move your head up and down to the reggae jam
Just shake your arms and move your hips
All you females out there let me shake your
And just get down like you're makin' love
All you people who believe in god above

[Chorus]

[Verse 4]
From the ah rae rue, the re rae rah
The jack tar village in jamaica
Ocho rios or the way to kingston
If we go back to the homeland again
Back on tour from city to city
Rollin' with the girls with the big, big ahhh..
Pity the fool who step it to me
I drop 'em like a fly, I better get the flea

[Chorus]

Havin' a Roni

length: 1:24
Oh yea.

What it's like.
Havin' a Roni.
What it's like.
Havin' a Roni.

What it's like.
Havin' a Roni.
What it's like.
Havin' a Roni

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