Freeze
A$AP Mob feat. Jim Jones Lyrics


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She was coming on to me
I was coming on to her
Hit the town and shoot the breeze
Baby don't you fight the curse
She was making love to me
I was holding on to her
Hit the town and shoot the breeze
Baby don't you fight the curse

Ah, just give me that bass
She listening to Ross now, give me that face
I ain't tryna chase, tryna get to third base
'til I hit a home run 3, 2, 1, we safe
Damn she a looka, ran outta liquor
Sweet-sweet pusha, give me that gusha
I ain't tryna spit game, maybe we can hook up
The Aston out front, so my nickname Kutcher
Dinner date time, down inner state 9
I'm in the state of mine
Like a dinner date's fine
We can go to the condo and drink wine
She wanna to be my girl but it'll take time
She like where the cognac, why we drink wine?
Cause the wine get you open
Heard through the grape vines
First dim the lights close the drape blinds
Then I scratch that kitty word to my K-9's
Don't spur show fur big grill gleaming
Polar no firm when the ship season
Got 'em red bottoms look
Like your heels bleeding
I fuck a hundred bitches to
These day we still speaking
And they still creeping
Got 'em still cheating
(You sound like me in my heyday)

Got 'em still cheating
Got 'em still creeping
Text me on the phone said
The panties still leaking (Nasty)
She came four times, had the bitch tweaking
(Tripping)
Jump up in the ride, loud how you reaking
(Turn that down)
Then she went down, on lookers peeking
(Somebody's looking)
I had them dark tints it’s hard
For them to see in she bust 'em all loss 'em
Rollin' we was leaving
That's another reason
To only let the freak in (Where you at?)
That type of action
Happen every third weekend (Where you at?)
Took all type of trips
'til my mileage got frequent
(I got free flights this year)
Shit, and my proposals came indecent
She musta told her friends cause
I here 'em ki-ki'ing
(I saw your girlfriend last night) About this
Money and V's that we be in
We getting money new V's each season
(What's this fall?) the champagne caught me
Vision kind of sloppy (Who that?)
Kickin' it to this broad but my
Speech is kind of choppy
I told her let's split, her reply was copied
So when a nigga split
You know we jump up in the high V
Damn, I think she caught an orgasm
This gold diggin bitch caught a whore spasm
(Nasty) i’m a cold nigga bitch and
I the Porsche spazzing
You know the Porsche waggon, four door cabin
(I'm on him)
I’m getting money so of course I’m braggin
(Count that)
I had the bitch high like she was on saturn
(Nah, you aight, baby)
But they get confused with




My thought patterns
While we smoking blunts by the port landing

Overall Meaning

In the song “Freeze” by A$AP Mob feat. Jim Jones, the artists describe a lustful encounter with a woman. The song starts with describing the mutual attraction between the two parties and their night out on the town. The lyrics highlight the sexual tension between them, with the chorus repeatedly urging the woman to give in to her desires and not fight the “curse”. The artists also reference their affinity for alcohol and how it helps to set the mood for their sexual encounter. The second verse goes into more detail about their sexual escapades, with Jim Jones boasting about his sexual prowess and ability to please the woman. The artists end the song with a reference to the effects of the marijuana they’re smoking.


Overall, the song Freeze is an explicit depiction of a one-night stand between two people. The lyrics are vulgar and objectify the woman involved, with little regard for her feelings or desires beyond what she can provide sexually. Despite this, the song has been well-received by fans of hip-hop and rap music.


Line by Line Meaning

She was coming on to me
The girl was making advances towards the singer.


I was coming on to her
The singer welcomed and reciprocated the girl's advances.


Hit the town and shoot the breeze
They went out to hang out and have casual conversation.


Baby don't you fight the curse
Don't resist the attraction, let's enjoy ourselves.


Ah, just give me that bass
I want the music to have a strong bass.


She listening to Ross now, give me that face
She's listening to Rick Ross's music, but the singer wants her attention and response towards him.


I ain't tryna chase, tryna get to third base
The singer is not just looking for a fling, but rather aiming for sexual intimacy.


'til I hit a home run 3, 2, 1, we safe
We'll keep trying until we both find satisfaction.


Damn she a looka, ran outta liquor
She's attractive, but we ran out of alcohol.


Sweet-sweet pusha, give me that gusha
She's a good drug pusher, give me that sexual pleasure.


I ain't tryna spit game, maybe we can hook up
I'm not trying to manipulate my way into her affection, but rather see if we can hook up for mutual pleasure.


The Aston out front, so my nickname Kutcher
My car is parked outside, so people call me by the nickname Kutcher (a reference to Ashton Kutcher).


Dinner date time, down inner state 9
It's dinner time, and they took the state road 9 to get there.


I'm in the state of mine
I'm in the mindset.


Like a dinner date's fine
Being on a dinner date is a good thing.


We can go to the condo and drink wine
After dinner, they can go to the artist's condo and drink wine.


She wanna to be my girl but it'll take time
She wants to be in a relationship with the artist, but he's not sure if he's ready for it.


She like where the cognac, why we drink wine?
She's curious as to why they're drinking wine instead of cognac.


Cause the wine get you open
Wine will help them relax and open up to each other.


Heard through the grape vines
It's a common knowledge or rumor.


First dim the lights close the drape blinds
To set the mood, they should dim the lights and close the drapes.


Then I scratch that kitty word to my K-9's
The artist is going to perform oral sex on the girl, and he's referring to his own dog-like sexual instincts.


Don't spur show fur big grill gleaming
Don't show off flashy jewelry, to avoid attention from others.


Polar no firm when the ship season
The artist doesn't want to be committed to anyone during the party season.


Got 'em red bottoms look like your heels bleeding
The girl's red bottom shoes resemble a bleeding cut on her heels.


I fuck a hundred bitches to these day we still speaking
Despite the singer having sexual partners, he's still friends with some of them.


And they still creeping
Some of the past sexual partners are still pursuing him.


Text me on the phone said the panties still leaking (Nasty)
One of the girls he had sex with earlier texted him that her panties are still moist from the encounter.


She came four times, had the bitch tweaking (Tripping)
The girl had an orgasm four times and is currently feeling euphoric.


Jump up in the ride, loud how you reaking (Turn that down)
They got into the car and the music is loud and causing a scene. The singer asks to lower the music.


Then she went down, on lookers peeking (Somebody's looking)
She performed oral sex on the singer, and they have an audience watching them.


I had them dark tints it’s hard for them to see in she bust 'em all loss 'em
He had the car windows tinted, but she still exposed them to onlookers.


Rollin' we was leaving that's another reason to only let the freak in (Where you at?)
They drove away and that's another reason why the artist should only let people who are comfortable with their sexual activities around them.


That type of action happen every third weekend (Where you at?)
Their sexual encounters happen every third weekend.


Took all type of trips 'til my mileage got frequent (I got free flights this year)
They went on various trips until they reached a frequent flyer status. The singer seems happy about it as it saves him money.


Shit, and my proposals came indecent
The artist's proposals for sexual encounters are inappropriate for social norms.


She musta told her friends cause I here 'em ki-ki'ing (I saw your girlfriend last night) About this money and V's that we be in
The girl must have told her friends about their sexual activities and mentions the singer's wealth and material possessions.


We getting money new V's each season
They are earning lots of money and buying new cars every season.


(What's this fall?) the champagne caught me vision kind of sloppy (Who that?)
The singer had too much champagne and is feeling dizzy. He sees someone attractive and asks for their identity.


Kickin' it to this broad but my speech is kind of choppy
He's trying to flirt with someone but his words are coming out slurred due to intoxication.


I told her let's split, her reply was copied
He suggested they should leave, and she agreed with the suggestion without giving a unique response.


So when a nigga split you know we jump up in the high V
When they are ready to leave, he expects them to get into the car.


Damn, I think she caught an orgasm
He thinks the girl just had an orgasm.


This gold diggin bitch caught a whore spasm (Nasty) i’m a cold nigga bitch and
He thinks the arousal of the girl is because of his wealth and material possessions. The artist takes pride that he made the girl have a bodily reaction.


I the Porsche spazzing, you know the Porsche waggon, four door cabin
He's driving fast in his Porsche car, which has a spacious four-door cabin.


(I'm on him) I’m getting money so of course I’m braggin
He's bragging about his wealth and material possessions because he's confident about his earnings.


(Count that) I had the bitch high like she was on Saturn (Nah, you aight, baby)
He boasts that he made the girl feel high like she was on the planet Saturn. She dismisses it as she's not feeling the same anymore.


But they get confused with my thought patterns
He thinks other people don't understand his way of thinking.


While we smoking blunts by the port landing
They're smoking marijuana near the port landing.




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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@muhammadfajrulfalah3225

She was coming on to me, I was coming on to her
Hit the town and shoot the breeze, baby don't you fight the curse
She was making love to me, I was holding on to her
Hit the town and shoot the breeze, baby don't you fight the curse
Ah, just give me that bass
She listening to Ross now, give me that face
I ain't tryna chase tryna get the third base
'Til I head the home run 321 we safe
Damn she a looka, ran outta liquor
Sweet-sweet pusha, give me that gusha
I ain't tryna spit game maybe we can hook up
The Aston out front, so my nickname Kutcher
Then the day town stay nine
I'm in the state of mine like the dinner date's fine
We can go to the condo and drink wine
She want to be my girl but it'll take time
She like where the cognac why we drink wine
Cause the wine get you open heard through the grape vines
First dim the lights close the drape blinds
Then I scratch that kitty word to my K-9's
Don't spur show fur bitch real we greeming
Po learn no firm when the ship season
Got 'em red bottoms look like your heels bleeding
I fuck the hundred bitches to these day we still speaking
And he still creeping, got 'em still cheating
(You sound like me in my heyday)
Got 'em still cheating, got 'em still creeping
Text me on the phone said the panties still leaking (Nasty)
She came four times, had the bitch tweaking (Tripping)
Jump up in the ride, loud how you reaking (Turn that down)
Then she went down, on lookers peeking (Somebody's looking)
I had them dark tints it's hard for them to see in
She bust em all loss em rollin we was leaving
That's another reason, to only let the freak in (Where you at?)
That type of action, happen every third weekend (Where you at?)
Took all type of trips, til my mileage got frequent (I got free flights this year)
Shit, and my proposals came indecent
She musta told her friends cause I here 'em ki-ki'ing
(I saw your girlfriend last night) About this money and V's that we be in
We getting money new V's each season (What's this fall?)
The champagne caught me, vision kind of sloppy (Who that?)
Kickin' it to this broad but my speech is kind of choppy
I told her let's split, her reply was copied
So when a nigga split, you know we jump up in the high V
Damn, I think she caught an orgasm
This gold diggin bitch caught a whore spasm (Nasty)
I'm a cold nigga bitch and I the Porsche spazzing
You know the Porsche waggon, four door cabin (I'm on him)
I'm getting money so of course I'm braggin (Count that)
I had the bitch high like she was on saturn (Nah, you aight, baby)
But they get confused with my thought patterns
While we smoking blunts by the port landing
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All comments from YouTube:

@evensteven3308

i would die to have this rocky back

@user-it6yw4ee7n

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@leratisbuns-cu3ej

he's still here and he can make this type music he proved it with sandman and hun43rd he just experimenting on different sounds, just know he always gon release a song that sounds like this, maybe not a whole album but a song fsh

@juanalmzn2263

I miss vibing to this song back in the day. 😔 This will forever be a slept on classic.

@culinaryartists7437

i hated my life back in the day, youre comment depresses me.

@christophermendoza6936

Yesss this song is so amazing Jim Jones actually killed it

@deleted6618

Clams casino is a legend and asap mob as a whole. This is vibes fr

@culinaryartists7437

nope. wrong again

@tbj4855

Facts both the A$AP MOB and Clams are 2010s legends Goats if u ask me

@KingNapz

Forgot how dope this joint was.

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