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Vanilla Ice Lyrics - Fuck Me

Fuck Me Lyrics:
As I continue the journey to get your eardrums straight
Now pay attention to this flow, thereís no reason to hate
Now watch me show your state, and let me state how I do it
Sit back and just listen to the music
You get sucked up in this melody
Hellíll be the ones that lay down and get caught up in their jealousy
(huh) theyíre telling white lies now realize I caught it from the top
And I can see it in your eyes

Youíre the fool in the suit
Youíre the fool in the suit
Youíre the fool, youíre the fool
Youíre the fool
F_ck you - there ainít nothing you can do
You whack bastard - and there ain≥g nothing you can do
F_ck you - there ain≥g nothing you can do
You whack bastard - nothing you can do

Like a phony acting like that you was my homey
Like genuine you tried to ride me like a pony
Iím the only thatís gonna shine, so forget it
You critics who wasnít with it
Mad cause I flipped it back on yaí
Blowin up the spot like kazinsky on safety
Blaze another track cause i≥` simply hot to trot
Gotta make a knot, get the people into it
When I do it, grab the cash, and shake the spot
Now tell me if you know how Iím coming, nose running
To get a glimpse at the most stunning and cunning
And never will I change a format and now you know
I canít go for that

Youíre the fool in the suit
Youíre the fool in the suit
Youíre the fool, youíre the fool
F_ck you - there ainít nothing you can do
You whack bastard - and there ainít nothing you can do
Fuck you - there ainít nothing you can do
You whack bastard - nothing you can do

F_ck that bullsh_t...you f_cking...that sh_t sucks... you weak bastard...
F_ck vanilla ice...he sucks...he eats sh_t...f_ck vanilla ice

(yelling)i hope you got more sh_t than that you weak motherf_cker!

And there ainít nothing you can do
And there ainít nothing you can do

One short life and I canít die
Some got more pricks than a motherf_ckin porcupine
Still Iím waiting, waiting to die
Cause I burn like your mother says, boil like your fatherís pride

Youíre the fool in the suit
Youíre the fool in the suit
Youíre the fool, youíre the fool
Youíre the fool
F_ck you - there ainít nothing you can do
You whack bastard - and there ainít nothing you can do
F_ck you - there ainít nothing you can do
You whack bastard - nothing you can do
F_ck you...you white a**...bullsh_t...corn-fed trailer park...bi_ch...
F_cking...f_ck you...cheap, worn out...yuppie...bastard...whack a**...
Ice ice baby, ice ice biaaaatch!

Ha ha ha

Produced by ross robinson

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