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Get Loose Lyrics - Mind Blowin' - Vanilla Ice

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 'cause 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 'cause 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... 

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