Songtexte: Vanilla Ice. Roll 'Em Up.

Roll 'em up, roll up the hooty mac, roll 'em up
Roll 'em up, roll 'em up, roll 'em up...
I need some herbs and spices
So I can feel nices
The breeze, coolin like a summertree
Cuz it's the I-C-E and you know I got the feel it
I score it, and I ain't gotta steal it
So bring on the sack that's phat
Ya know
I love my is izm and the 1.5
Cuz I get 'em
Everytime I get a little hit of tha hummm
The skunk and the funk feels good to my lungs
Fire, fire, the izm is my desire
And I need to get it quick cause it's callin me
Come and roll me up please I-C-E
Light the hooty mac so we can start the party
You know I smoke good stuff so go and get the bong
Bong - diddlee bong, once again you know it's on - huh
You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it

You see everytime I wake up I got to clear my head
But I clear it with cess cause it goes with my dreds
And I can't stand to run out cause if you do I get illy
Never get silly, so pass me the philly
Blunt, and no I don't front like Zero
Who wears a chronic hat but always says no
But I say yes, and I get it off my chest
Bring the bo, bring the skunk, and I hit the phunky cess
Check it, you ain't gotta test it
It's the mad bomb and I've already blessed it
Checka 1-2, and tell me how ya do
When you hear the dirty budda when the buzz comes through
I ain't tryin to front cause I'm gettin' what I want
Take a chunk of phunk, leave the sack in my trunk
Yeah, you feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it

Roll 'em up the hooty mac, that what I said
Now tell me how you feelin'
Don't it feel good enough to jump and touch the ceiling
It's on, It's on, I feel it comin on
It's good to the bone cause the buzz is real strong
Even though I can not stand it, but I recommend it
Especially when ya sick with that cold, so spend it
You know that twenty dollars that you've saved
Throughout the week
If you're a non smoker, then please don't try to speak
The plan, the plan, ya know I've got a plan
Squirrels go the goods, now tell me who's the man
But not really the man that you call when you want it
Ya know I stay legit and I've got to stay up on it
On and on, you give me a Ho...
And me what I want to do, then I'll let you know
You feel it, you feel it, you want it, you want it
Roll it, roll it, lick it - now hit it