I Got It Made

I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno

I'm not a Puerto Rican but I'm speaking so that you know

And understand I got the gift of speech

It's a blessin', so listen to the lesson I preach

I talk sense condensed into a form of a poem

Full of knowledge from my toes and to the top of my dome

I'm kinda young, but my tongue speaks maturity

I'm not a child, I don't need nothin' for security

I get paid when my record gets played

To put it short... I got it made

I'm outspoken, my language is broken into a slang

But it's just a dialect that I select when I hang

I play it cool, 'cause coolin' is all that I'm about-uh

Foolin' with the girlies, yes, I'm bustin' it out

Vanilla Ice and you can tell by the style that I use

I'm creatively superior, yo, I never lose

I never lost 'cause I'm the boss and never will 'cause I'm still

The champion chief one, I won't lose until

I choose, which I won't 'cause I won't retreat

I'll run you over like a truck and leave you dead in the street

You're invitin' me to battle, why?

I don't need your respect 'cause I got it made

I'm talented, yes, I'm gifted

Never boosted, never shoplifted

I got the cash, but money ain't nothin'

Make a million dollars every record that I'm cuttin'

My name's Vanilla Ice and I'm a super-duper star

Every other month I get a brand new car

Got twenty, that's plenty, and I still want more

Kinda fond of Honda scooters, I got seventy-four

I got the riches to fulfill my needs

I got land in the sand of the West Indies

Even got a little island of my very own

I got a frog, a dog with a solid gold bone

An account to account to the amount I spent

Got a treaty in Tahiti 'cause I own a percent

Got gear out there for every place

Boutiques from France to the USA

And I make all the money from the rhymes I invent

So it really doesn't matter how much I spend

Because yo, I make fresh rhymes daily

You burn me? Huh, really?

Think, just blink and I made a million rhymes

Just imagine if it played a million times

Damn, I'd be paid... I got it made

I'm kinda spoiled, 'cause everything I want, I got made

I wanted gear, got everything from cotton to suede

I wanted lead, I didn't beg, I just got laid

My hair was growin' too long, so I got me a fade

And when my dishes got dirty, I got Cascade

When the weather was hot, I got a spot in the shade

I'm wise because I rise to the top of my grade

Wanted peace on Earth, so to God I prayed

Some kids across town thought I was afraid

They couldn't harm me, I got the army brigade

I'm not a trader, if what you got is greater, I'll trade ya

Maybe later 'cause my waiter made potato alligator soufflé