Vanilla Ice Fuck Me Lyrics

Fuck Me Lyrics

As I continue the journey to get your eardrums straight
Now pay attention to
this flow, there's 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
Hell'll be the ones that lay down and get caught up in
their jealousy
(huh) They're telling white lies now realize I caught it from
the top
and I can see it in your eyes

You're the fool in the
suit
You're the fool in the suit
You're the fool, you're the
fool
You're the fool
F_ck you - there ain't nothing you can do
You
whack bastard - and there aing nothing you can do
F_ck you - there aing
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
I'm the only that's gonna shine, so forget it
You critics who
wasn't with it
Mad cause I flipped it back on ya'
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 I'm 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 can't go for that

You're the fool in the
suit
You're the fool in the suit
You're the fool, you're the fool
F_ck
you - there ain't nothing you can do
You whack bastard - and there ain't
nothing you can do
Fuck you - there ain't 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 ain't nothing you can do
And there ain't
nothing you can do

One short life and I can't die
Some got more pricks
than a motherf_ckin porcupine
Still I'm waiting, waiting to die
Cause I
burn like your mother says, boil like your father's pride

You're the
fool in the suit
You're the fool in the suit
You're the fool, you're the
fool
You're the fool
F_ck you - there ain't nothing you can do
You
whack bastard - and there ain't nothing you can do
F_ck you - there ain't
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