Freeze Tag [Dessert] Video (MV)
Performed By: 9th Wonder
Featuring: Snoop Dogg, Robert Glasper, Kamasi Washington, Terrace Martin, Phoelix, Cordae
Length: 3:11
Written by: Kamasi Washington, MIchael E Neil, Patrick Douthit, Robert Glasper, Terrace Martin
9th Wonder - Freeze Tag [Dessert] Lyrics
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When I'm down I call God
Who better to call?
Ulterior motives
I'm fed up with y'all
Woo, woo hoo, ah yeah
Woo hoo
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one (wrong)
I'm sick & tired of runnin' (runnin')
I've been searchin' where the love went (love went)
I've been lookin' for a dove
Then they told me if I move they gon' shoot me dead (woo)
But I think I'm 'bout to cut a rug (cut a rug)
I've been waitin' on the summer (summer)
Soul lookin' back and wonders (wonders)
How we posed to get from under (uh yeah)
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I went searchin' through my archives, reminiscin' car rides
Thinkin' 'bout how far I had come since a small fry
Fortunate I lost ties with niggas that had crossed sides
Unforgiven, creates division like apartheid
Thinkin' 'bout my past like, my current one is all lies
Addicted to the fast life, Porches with the frog eyes
Niggas ask me how I do it, boy, I say it's all God
The funny thing about this life shit is that we all die
Hopin' for heaven although we closer to hell
Dreams to get my brother out that cage and open his cell
Got that 2020 vision, shit, I wrote this in braille
And the peace is what I hope to entail, yeah
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one (oh yeah)
I'm sick & tired of runnin' (runnin') (ooh)
I've been searchin' where the love went (love went)
I've been lookin' for a dove
Them they told me if I move they gon' shoot me dead (woo)
But I think I'm bout to cut a rug (cut a rug)
I been waitin' on the summer (summer)
Soul lookin' back and wonders (wonders)
How we posed to get from under
They told me put my hands up behind my head
When I'm down I call God
Who better to call?
Ulterior motives
I'm fed up with y'all
(Fed up with y'all)
Ulterior motives
Yes sir
We're back inside the Dinner Party
Slow grooves to make you move
We gon' give you somethin' to satisfy your ears
That's right y'all
The Dinner Party
Let's go
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When I'm down I call God
Who better to call?
Ulterior motives
I'm fed up with y'all
Woo, woo hoo, ah yeah
Woo hoo
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one (wrong)
I'm sick & tired of runnin' (runnin')
I've been searchin' where the love went (love went)
I've been lookin' for a dove
Then they told me if I move they gon' shoot me dead (woo)
But I think I'm 'bout to cut a rug (cut a rug)
I've been waitin' on the summer (summer)
Soul lookin' back and wonders (wonders)
How we posed to get from under (uh yeah)
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I went searchin' through my archives, reminiscin' car rides
Thinkin' 'bout how far I had come since a small fry
Fortunate I lost ties with niggas that had crossed sides
Unforgiven, creates division like apartheid
Thinkin' 'bout my past like, my current one is all lies
Addicted to the fast life, Porches with the frog eyes
Niggas ask me how I do it, boy, I say it's all God
The funny thing about this life shit is that we all die
Hopin' for heaven although we closer to hell
Dreams to get my brother out that cage and open his cell
Got that 2020 vision, shit, I wrote this in braille
And the peace is what I hope to entail, yeah
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one (oh yeah)
I'm sick & tired of runnin' (runnin') (ooh)
I've been searchin' where the love went (love went)
I've been lookin' for a dove
Them they told me if I move they gon' shoot me dead (woo)
But I think I'm bout to cut a rug (cut a rug)
I been waitin' on the summer (summer)
Soul lookin' back and wonders (wonders)
How we posed to get from under
They told me put my hands up behind my head
When I'm down I call God
Who better to call?
Ulterior motives
I'm fed up with y'all
(Fed up with y'all)
Ulterior motives
Yes sir
We're back inside the Dinner Party
Slow grooves to make you move
We gon' give you somethin' to satisfy your ears
That's right y'all
The Dinner Party
Let's go
Who better to call?
Ulterior motives
I'm fed up with y'all
Woo, woo hoo, ah yeah
Woo hoo
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one (wrong)
I'm sick & tired of runnin' (runnin')
I've been searchin' where the love went (love went)
I've been lookin' for a dove
Then they told me if I move they gon' shoot me dead (woo)
But I think I'm 'bout to cut a rug (cut a rug)
I've been waitin' on the summer (summer)
Soul lookin' back and wonders (wonders)
How we posed to get from under (uh yeah)
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I went searchin' through my archives, reminiscin' car rides
Thinkin' 'bout how far I had come since a small fry
Fortunate I lost ties with niggas that had crossed sides
Unforgiven, creates division like apartheid
Thinkin' 'bout my past like, my current one is all lies
Addicted to the fast life, Porches with the frog eyes
Niggas ask me how I do it, boy, I say it's all God
The funny thing about this life shit is that we all die
Hopin' for heaven although we closer to hell
Dreams to get my brother out that cage and open his cell
Got that 2020 vision, shit, I wrote this in braille
And the peace is what I hope to entail, yeah
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one (oh yeah)
I'm sick & tired of runnin' (runnin') (ooh)
I've been searchin' where the love went (love went)
I've been lookin' for a dove
Them they told me if I move they gon' shoot me dead (woo)
But I think I'm bout to cut a rug (cut a rug)
I been waitin' on the summer (summer)
Soul lookin' back and wonders (wonders)
How we posed to get from under
They told me put my hands up behind my head
When I'm down I call God
Who better to call?
Ulterior motives
I'm fed up with y'all
(Fed up with y'all)
Ulterior motives
Yes sir
We're back inside the Dinner Party
Slow grooves to make you move
We gon' give you somethin' to satisfy your ears
That's right y'all
The Dinner Party
Let's go
Writer: Kamasi Washington, MIchael E Neil, Patrick Douthit, Robert Glasper, Terrace Martin
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group