Vanilla Sprite (Remix)

Well, I walk on through smoke on the stage and the girls scream Make 'em hot, make 'em melt like ice cream Biggest boss Forgiato! Forgiato Blow, Rick Ross! (Maybach Music) Blonde chick in a yellow Lamborghini B-Bad bitches keep me on repeat (boss) New whips, but I never ride stock (ride stock) Need a Bach like Yung Joc Balling as I'm coming down Collins (boss) Big rings, all eyes from the robbers But they know fat boy stay strapped (stay strapped) With a callgirl on my lap 2-2 M's in the briefcase Money on time, broke niggas wanna be late Three-three shots like I'm D. Wade 20 deep up until she's like a B-day Game of Thrones, I'm a king (king) Purple Sprite, I'm on lean (on lean) Forgiato on the team! (my nigga!) Nine digits, not a dream (dream) Biggest boss on the block, me Baddest bitches wanna attack me Counterfeit bills, not me Chicas know to call me "Papi" Hundred bands, I go dumb with (dumb with) Half a million, I have fun with (ball) Bell hopper, let's shop White Rolls Royce, no top biggest) Here's a little something that you need to know How I went from Lil Kurt to Forgiato Blow Used to get picked on 'cause my people had dough Now I got it on my own, I'm just lettin' it show Used to be the black sheep of my fam I left the past in the past and I let that shit go I remember when I used to keep my beard real low Had to Ross up on her so I let my shit grow Had to boss up on 'em, went and got me a Ghost Not lyin' but for real that's my number one goal That's the reason why I rap, so you can keep the plaques I just need it all white, want my rims to match (Ice, ice, baby) Living that dream, pouring up my trap queen (Ice, ice, baby) If music was the drug, you know I'd be the plug (Ice, ice, baby) Streching that lean, pouring up my trap queen (Ice, ice, baby) If music was the drug, guarantee I'd be the plug Now I'm glad that I got the party jumpin' But if anybody step on my Nikes, be bumpin' And security's my cousin So I paid him 20 dollars and he let me bring my gun in Boom, what you gonna do now? Vanilla Ice in the mix, thought you knew now (what?) Mad cribs, money stacks, yo, I still got 'em Fancy ships, candy tracks, yo, I still cop 'em Platinum flows filled with facts, yo I still drop 'em Your favorite rapper ain't vice? Yo, I still top 'em Got a sold-out world tour, no stoppin' Go to Tiffany's and do a little shopping, huh I like to go fast anywhere, Lamborghini Like Knight Rider, Good Times, I dream of Jeannie Electrifying red carpet, y'all know Call me Madden 'cause my game is rocking them shows The industry should call me Stomp, I'm stepping on them toes Build another crib by the ocean, I suppose This ain't no dream, I just get it how I live it (Alright stop!) That's how it goes (Ice, ice, baby) Living that dream, pouring up my trap queen (Ice, ice, baby) If music was the drug, you know I'd be the plug (Ice, ice, baby) Streching that lean, pouring up my trap queen (Ice, ice, baby) If music was the drug, guarantee I'd be the plug Girls were hot, girls, girls Girls were hot, less-less than bikinis Girls were hot, girls, girls Girls were hot, less-less than bikinis Girls were hot, girls, girls Girls were hot, less-less than bikinis Girls were hot, girls, girls Girls were hot, less-less than bikinis