Vanilla Ice Follow

Written by: Vanilla Ice, Zero, Marcus Smith, Tha Hit Men

Produced by: Vanilla Ice & Zero

Published by: Ice Baby Music, Inc., DJ Zero Music, Inc., BMI.

Background Vocals (rap): Vanilla Ice

Mix by: Vanilla Ice

Synchclavier engineer: Rober Wechsler

Recorded & mixed at Luminous Sound Studios, Inc.

Get Loose

Vanilla Ice is here with the juice.

No use for steppin' so give the bass a boost

Produced by the 3 man crew

Not a deuce just a hit man.

Keepin' rappers necks in a noose

I'm gettin' juiced up,

But Vanilla's not souped up.

Check out the read dope track that I looped up

All you poo but sucka's plain' the back in fact black.

If you run up I'll flip you like a flapjack,

An' roll you up like a knappack

Crack that skull with bat

You should've known you're rap's wacked

You lack the style and skill to even get paid.

Grab the mic and you will verbally get slayed.

I raid the track like a terrorist

And with my napalm bomb lyrics,

I got 'em scared of this.

So be prepared to be taken to the Twilight Zone

And the VIP is bad to the bone.

Ain't no way against me you can get juice

Ain't no way against me you can get juice

Ain't no way against me you can get juice

Back off the stage,

An' watch Vanilla Ice get loose.

Get Loose...all the Ladies, Get Loose...all the Fellas, Get

Loose...all the brothers, Get Loose...all the Mothers, Get

Loose...all the Sisters, Get Loose...now the Dogs, Get

Loose...Everybody, here we go, here we go

Get loose as I boost the juice

Once more for the people who wanted it.

an' didn't know what's in store,

I've got another big hit

Of course a Vanilla rides the groove like a Gemballa

Porsche.

I got Zero on the cut like a lumberjack better yet a

Butcher

Guaranteed to put cha in the right mood

We make ya dance in a frenzy.

Sucka's gettin' mad cuz I'm getting all the Skins "G"

Plus I'm makin' all the ends "G".

And the women wanna ride my pickle like it was a bicycle

Or just lick it like a popsicle.

I got a little time to waste so baby put it in my face

I wanna taste you neta and I bet-cha,

I get-cha, right where I wan-cha,

And I'm about to let-cha have it.

I'm talking about my carrot, you're the bunny rabbit

Here it is baby doll, honey, grab it

Open up so I can have it.

Ooh...whee do like BBD and do me baby

You're the lady who makes

Me looney screamin' Ice ice Baby

Straight knockin' the boots just Cuz I'm a super star.

And she knows this that's why I do her far

Or should I say long, if you know what I mean.

I'm talking about my Ice cream - yea

I make the girls scream, as I give up the juice

Vanilla Ice is here, to make the girls get loose...