[Intro]: I put on... 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 up in traffic they say Jeezy on some other shit Send them pussy niggas runnin 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, thats my bodyguard When we're out of jewelry Young gon' 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 spots and now I'm workin 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 freight [Chorus]: 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 (chyeah! let's go!) 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 (chyeah! let's go!) [Verse 2]: Half bag, top back, ain't nothin 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 tellin me Blowin on asparagus, the realest shit I ever smoked Ridin 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, comin from where I'm from Call me Jeezy Hamilton, flyin down Campbellton So fresh, so clean, on my way to Charlene [Chorus]: 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 (chyeah! let's go!) 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 (chyeah! let's go!) [Verse 3 - Kanye West]: 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 there's still niggas that owe me checks I feel like there'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 So I need just at least (uh) one of Russell's nieces On... I let my nightmares go I put on for everybody that I knew from the go I know hoes that was frontin when they knew we 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 I-I-I... So lonely I-I-I... Let me see what we have tonight (what we have tonight) I'm high as a satellite (satellite) I see those flashin' lights (flashin lights) Cause every night (every night) I put on [Chorus]: 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 (chyeah! let's go!) 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 (chyeah! let's go!)