Rice Rice Baby to "Ice Ice Baby" by Vanilla Ice

Yo, Lou Henkin, let's kick it!

Rice Rice baby
Rice Rice baby

All right, stop, collaborate and listen
Leebron's movin' to a brand new position
Leaving good ol' New York City
Gonna be pres'dent of Rice University
Will I ever stop? Yo, I don't know
I'm just sick of the cold, and the snow
To the extreme movin' right up the ladder
Teaching Torts? That's lame subject matter
Dean, that's what you call me now
But it's President Leebron from here on out
That's right, when I take my leave
You fools best find yourselves a new dean
Love it or leave it, I've hit a home run
I'm headed on down to sunny Houston
If there's a problem, yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while Lou Henkin revolves it

Rice Rice baby (Going to...)
Rice Rice baby (Going to...)
Rice Rice baby (Going to...)
Rice Rice baby (Going to...)

Now then you know that I'm leaving
With my office empty you best be believing
Who's gonna fix the heat, no faking
When students are cooking like a pound of bacon?
Will the new dean be as quick and nimble
Or just a figurehead, a useless symbol?
Schmoozing is what the dean really does
Makes you feel important, then takes away your funds
The Rice trustees, they know that I'm good
They invited me down to their Texas 'hood
They gonna throw a party like Columbia for Lee
'Cept this one is gonna be for me! Word!
Yo, VIP, let's kick it!

Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby

All right, stop, collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo, I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance, go rush to the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it you better gain weight
You better hit bull's eye, the kid don't play
If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby (Vanilla)
Ice ice baby (Vanilla)
Ice ice baby (Vanilla)
Ice ice baby (Vanilla)

Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in and the vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point to the point, no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if you ain't quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my rag-top down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby waving just to say hi
Did you stop? No, I just drove by

Original lyrics copyright © 2004. All rights reserved.