Rice Rice Baby Lyrics
 

Rice Rice Baby
Rice Rice Baby
All right stop
Collaborate and listen
Rice is back with my brand new invention
Stickers grabs ahold of me tightly
Then I speed like a Yugo daily and nightly
Will it ever stop?
Yo-- I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow like Neon
To the extreme I drive a Civic like a vandal
Light up the ricelights and wax a Stang like a candle
Drive
Bum rush the Firebird that booms
I'm killing your car like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly, when I play a dope melody
On my fart pipe cause it 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 race
Yo, I'll run it
Check out the run while my mind revolves it
Rice Rice Baby Vanilla
Rice Rice Baby Vanilla
Rice Rice Baby Vanilla
Rice Rice Baby Vanilla
Now that my Civic is jumping
With the bass kicked in, and the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, my speed there's no faking
Cooking Camaros like a pound of bacon
Burning them if they're not quick and nimble
I go crazy when I see a Type R symbol
And a Tercel with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 2.0
With my ragtop down though my hair don't blow
The girlies on standby
I think they wanna say Hi
Did you stop?
No-- I just drove by
Ran a Viper down by by the wayside
He kicked my ass so I left
Kept on ricing to the next
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
Rockman lovers driving Lambourghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out in my Civic getting mine
Shay with the gas guage and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because I stomped on their eight balls
Fartpipes ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my stick --
All I heard was go carts
Moving on the concrete but not real fast
Jumped in my Civic, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the musclecars jack
Police on the scene
You know what I mean
They passed my Civic up, confronted all the fast fiends
If there was a race
Yo, I'll run it
Check out the facts while my mind revolves it
Rice Rice Baby Vanilla
Rice Rice Baby Vanilla
Rice Rice Baby Vanilla
Rice Rice Baby Vanilla
Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
My Civic's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the Rice sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a bad taste spill
Feasible exhaust that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed from a Folger's peel
This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the Tercel, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast
Other DJ's say, "damn"
If my ride was a drug I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the power while I kick my NO2 juice
If there was a race
Yo-- I'll run it!
Check out the facts While my mind revolves it.
Rice Rice Baby Vanilla
Rice Rice Baby Vanilla
Rice Rice Baby Vanilla
Rice Rice Baby Vanilla Ice
Yo man-- Let's get out of here!
Word to your mother!
Rice Rice Baby Too slow
Rice Rice Baby Too slow Too slow
Rice Rice Baby Too slow Too slow
Rice Rice Baby Too slow Too slow

hey......
 

Hey I must say I'm a fan of vanilla ice. I don't know if that was a parady of just that song or if it was making fun of him too but I'am a fan of his new music. I saw him here in Auburn about a month ago and he put on a great show...I know Im gonna get sh*t for admiting this but i dont care bring it.