Put On

Sure I need just at least one of Russell's nieces
Call that bitch his bodyguard? Yeah, that’s my bodyguard

Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce
I put on, I put on
Put on, west side

I lost the only girl in the world that know me best
Put on, east side
They know I got that broccoli, so I keep that glock with me
Ridin’ to that Trap or Die, the realest shit I ever wrote
Put on, east side
Y'all sing happy birthday, yeah I got that super cake
You can ask big homie, man the top sure lonely

So fresh, so clean, on my way to Charlene's

I put on
On
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Half bag, top back, ain't nothin’ but a young thug
Put on
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I feel like there's still niggas that owe me checks
Big wheels, big straps, you know I like it super sized
When we're out of jewelry, Young gon' do security
Put on, east side
I'm high as a satellite, satellite
Put on, west side
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
I put on for my city, I put on for my
Put on
Blowin’ on asparagus, the realest shit I ever smoked
HKs, 8 K's, I need to join a gun club
Put on, south side
On, I let my nightmares go
Put on, south side
I know hoes that was frontin’ when they knew he was broke
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on, west side
I put on for my city, on on for my city
When they see me off in traffic they say Jeezy on some other shit
Put on, west side
I ain't lyin’, so lonely
I feel like this but niggas don't know these stress
I put on, everybody that I knew from the go
Put on, east side
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Me, I'm in my spaceship, that’s right I work for Nasa
They say damn, Yeezy Yeezy, you don't know us no more

I put on for my city, on on for my city
If you want it come and get it, you know I stay super straight
Put on, west side

I see those flashin’ lights, flashin’ lights
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, I put on for my city
I feel like there's still bitches that owe me sex
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I aint lyin’
Hundred karat bracelet, I use it like some super bait
Call me Jeezy Hamilton, flyin’ down Campbellton
Put on
Put on, south side
Pocket full of celery, imagine what she tellin’ me
I got the Jesus on a chain, man that don't mean shit
Cause when the Jesus pieces can't bring me peace

You got that big fame homie, and you just changed homie

Put on, east side

Don't get caught without one, comin’ from where I'm from
Put on, south side
What's whiter than a napkin, harder than a dinner plate?
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on

Passenger's a redbone, her weave look like some curly fries
Send them pussy niggas runnin’ straight back to the dealership
I put on
I put on for my city, on on for my city
The 7H is not a fraud, call that bitch my bodyguard

Put on
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city

Let me see what we have tonight, what we have tonight
Put on, south side
Put on, south side
Know you niggas hungry, come and get a super plate
'Cause every night, every night

I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on, west side

I got the money and the fame and that don't mean shit
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Ran up in my spots and now I'm workin’ at the Super 8