"Freeze Tag" lyrics
Terrace Martin, Robert Glasper, 9th Wonder & Kamasi Washington Lyrics
(feat. Phoelix)
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one
I'm sick and tired of running
I been searching where the love went
I been looking for a dove
They told me if I move they gon shoot me dead
But I think I'm bout to cut a rug
I been waiting on the summer
Soul looking back and wonders
How we posed to get from under
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one
I'm sick and tired of running
I been searching where the love went
I been looking for a dove
They told me if I move they gon shoot me dead
But I think I'm bout to cut a rug
I been waiting on the summer
Soul looking back and wonders
How we posed to get from under
They told me put my hands up behind my head
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one
I'm sick and tired of running
I been searching where the love went
I been looking for a dove
They told me if I move they gon shoot me dead
But I think I'm bout to cut a rug
I been waiting on the summer
Soul looking back and wonders
How we posed to get from under
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one
I'm sick and tired of running
I been searching where the love went
I been looking for a dove
They told me if I move they gon shoot me dead
But I think I'm bout to cut a rug
I been waiting on the summer
Soul looking back and wonders
How we posed to get from under
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one
I'm sick and tired of running
I been searching where the love went
I been looking for a dove
They told me if I move they gon shoot me dead
But I think I'm bout to cut a rug
I been waiting on the summer
Soul looking back and wonders
How we posed to get from under
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one
I'm sick and tired of running
I been searching where the love went
I been looking for a dove
They told me if I move they gon shoot me dead
But I think I'm bout to cut a rug
I been waiting on the summer
Soul looking back and wonders
How we posed to get from under
They told me put my hands up behind my head
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one
I'm sick and tired of running
I been searching where the love went
I been looking for a dove
They told me if I move they gon shoot me dead
But I think I'm bout to cut a rug
I been waiting on the summer
Soul looking back and wonders
How we posed to get from under
They told me put my hands up behind my head
I think you got the wrong one
I'm sick and tired of running
I been searching where the love went
I been looking for a dove
They told me if I move they gon shoot me dead
But I think I'm bout to cut a rug
I been waiting on the summer
Soul looking back and wonders
How we posed to get from under
They told me put my hands up behind my head
Writer(s): Robert Glasper, Kamasi Washington, Patrick Denard Douthit, Terrace Martin, Cordae Dunston, Michael Edward Neil
