Track byHip Hop Artists United
I put on... I put on... I put on... I put on for my city, on on for my city I put on for my city, on on for my city I put on for my city, on on for my city I put on for my city, on on for my city When they see me up in traffic they say Jeezy on some other shit Send them pussy niggas running straight back to the dealership Me I'm in my spaceship, that's right I work for NASA The 7H is not a fraud, call that bitch my bodyguard Call that bitch your bodyguard? Yeah, that's my bodyguard When we're out of jewelry Young gon' do security It was whiter than a napkin, harder than a dinner plate If you want it come and get it You know I stay super straight Ran up in my spots and now I'm working at the Super 8 Know you niggas hungry, come and get a super plate Y'all sing happy birthday, yeah I got that super cake Hundred karat bracelet, I use it like some super bait I put on for my city, on on for my city I put on for my city, on on for my city Put on (east side) Put on (south side) Put on (west side) Put on I put on for my city, on on for my city I put on for my city, on on for my city Put on (east side) Put on (south side) Put on (west side) Put on Hat back, top back, ain't nothing but a young thug HKs, 8 K's, i need to join a gun club Big wheels, big straps, you know I like it super sized Passenger's a redbone, her weave look like some curly fries Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce Pocket full of celery, imagine what she telling me Blowing on asparagus, the realest shit I ever smoked Riding to that Trap or Die, the realest shit I ever wrote They know I got that broccoli, so I keep that glock on me Don't get caught without one, coming from where I'm from Call me Jeezy Hamilton, flying down Campbellton So fresh, so clean, on my way to Charlene I put on for my city, on on for my city I put on for my city, on on for my city Put on (east side) Put on (south side) Put on (west side) Put on I put on for my city, on on for my city I put on for my city, on on for my city Put on (east side) Put on (south side) Put on (west side) Put on I put on... I put on... I put on... I put on for my city, I put on for my I put on for my city, I put on for my city On... I feel like Its still niggas that owe me checks I feel like It's still bitches that owe me sex I feel like this but niggas don't know he stress I lost the only girl in the world that know me best I got the money and the fame and that don't mean shit I got the Jesus on a chain, man that don't mean shit Cause when the Jesus pieces can't bring me peace Yo I need just at least one of Russell's nieces On...I let my nightmares go I put on, everybody that I knew from the go I know hoes that was fronting when they knew he was broke They say damn, easy easy, you don't know us no more You got that big fame homie, and you just changed on me You can ask big homie, man the top so lonely So lonely Let me see what we have tonight (what we have tonight) I'm high as a satellite (satellite) I see those flashing lights (flashing lights) Cause every night (every night) I put on I put on for my city, on on for my city I put on for my city, on on for my city Put on (east side) Put on (south side) Put on (west side) Put on I put on for my city, on on for my city I put on for my city, on on for my city Put on (east side) Put on (south side) Put on (west side) Put on Let me see what we have tonight (what we have tonight) I'm high as a satellite (satellite) I see those flashing lights (flashing lights) Cause every night (every night)