Žodžiai dainai: Young Jeezy. The Recession. Put On.

(feat. Kanye West)

[Intro:]
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,

[Verse 1:]
When they see me off in traffic they say jeezy on some otha shit,
Send them pussy niggas runnin straight back to the dealership,
Me I'm in my spaceship that's right I work for NASA,
This 7-H is not a fraud call dat bitch my bodyguard call that bitch his bodyguard
Yeah dats my bodyguard wear alot of jewelery
Young don't do security, what's 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 spot so now I'm workin out the super 8, know you niggas hungry
Come and get a super plate, ya'll sing happy birthday yeah I got this super cake,
Hundred carrot braclet I use it like some super bait,

[Chorus: x2]
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on Eastside, Put on Southside, Put on Westside, Put on (let's go.)

[Verse 2:]
Hat back, top back, ain't nothing but a young thug,
H-K's A-K's I need to join a gun club big wheels big straps you know
I like it super sized passengers a red bone her weave look like some
Curly fries inside fish sticks, outside tartar suace, pocket full of celery
Imagine what she telling me, blowin on asparagus the realist shit I ever
Smoked riding to that trap or die the realist shit I ever wrote,
They know I got that broccoli so I keep that glock on me don't get caugh
T with out one comin from where I'm from,
Call me Jeezy Hamliton Flying down campbellton
So fresh so clean on my way to Charlene

[Chorus x2]
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on Eastside, Put on Southside, Put on Westside, Put on (let's go.)

[Verse 3: Kanye West using autotuner]
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 onwwwon

I Feel like it's still niggas that owe me checks I feel like it's still bitches that owe me sex
I feel like dis but niggas don't know these 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 the chain man that don't mean shit
Cause when the jesus pieces can't bring me peace so I need just at leat one of russel's nieces on
I let my nightmares go I put on everybody that I knew from the go I know I know hoes that was fronting
When they knew we was broke they say damn
Yezy yezy you don't know us no more you got the big fame homie and you just
Changed on me you can ask big homie man the top so lonely III... so lonely III... let
Me see what we have tonight (what we have tonight)I'm high as a satelite(satelite)
I see those flashing lights(flashin lights) cause everynight (everynight) I put on.

[Chorus x2]
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on Eastside, Put on Southside, Put on Westside, Put on (let's go.)