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Young Jeezy - Put On

[Intro: Young Jeezy]
I put on…(x4)
I put on for my city, on on for my city (x4)

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
When they see me off 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,
Thats right I work for Nasa
This 7H is not a fraud,
Call that bitch my bodyguard
Call that bitch your bodyguard?
Yeah, thats my bodyguard
wear a lot of jewelry
Young dont’ 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 Out 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

[Chorus:Young Jeezy] (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 (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
Half bag, top back,
Ain’t nothin but a young thug
HKs, aK’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] (2x)

[Verse Intro: Kanye West]
I put on…(x3)
I put on for my city, I put on for my
I put on for my city, I put on for my city
On…

[Verse 3: Kanye West]
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 the 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
Sure 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 frontin
When they knew he was broke
They say damn,
Yeasy Yeasy, you don’t Owe 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 aint lyin
So lonely
I aint lyin
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] (2x)

[Outro: Kanye West]
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)
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)
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Gym Class Heroes - Cookie Jar

Gym class heroes…
[The Dream:]
Radiokilla killa

[Travis:]
Hahaha You know what it is
Gym class heroes, the dream
It’s hard to look innocent when I got cookie crumbs all over my face

[Chorus:]
[The Dream:]
I like girls
They like me
They look so good
In they satin jeans
Told you to be the one
And my only
I want be faithful
But I can’t keep my hands out the cookie jar.
[Travis:]
My hands, my hands, my ha uh my hands
Can’t keep my hands, my hands, my, my, my
Can’t keep my hands, my hands, my, my, my
Can’t keep my hands, my hands my hands out the cookie jar.

[Travis:]
You see I got this problem
I need help tryna solve it
Cause meeting after meeting and I’m still a cookie-holic You can hide em, Imma find them, on the counter, in the closet
And I’ll say I ain’t do it with my face covered in chocolate
My girl be setting booby traps
To catch me eating Scooby snacks
I left crumbs in the bed once
But I told her I was through with that
She still don’t be believing me
And I guess that I’m cool with that
But I got a sweet tooth, that’ll never come loose
And the truth of the matter is.

[Chorus:]
[The Dream:]
I like girls,
They like me
They look so good
In they satin jeans
Told you to be the one
And my only
I want to be faithful
But I can’t keep my hands out the cookie jar

[Travis:]
My hands, my hands, my ha uh my hands
Can’t keep my hands, my hands, my, my, my
Can’t keep my hands, my hands, my, my, my
Can’t keep my hands, my hands my hands out the cookie jar.

[Travis:]
I got a thing for Milano, Biscotti Italianos
And I never turn down some Oreos if you got those
Butter Pecan Puerto Rican,
Or them Oatmeal Raisin Asians.
Hazelnut Brazilians,
Macadamia Caucasians,
Double stuffed or thin mint
It don’t matter you getting it
Cause I got a sweet tooth that’ll never come loose
And the fact of the matter is.

[Chorus:]
[The Dream:]
I like girls,
They like me
They look so good
In they’re satin jeans
Told you to be the one
And my only
I want to be faithful
But I can’t keep my hands out the cookie jar

[Travis:]
My hands, my hands, my ha uh my hands
Can’t keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my
Can’t keep my hands, my hands, my, uh, my
Can’t keep my hands, my hands my hands out the cookie jar.

[Travis:]
I’m a monster for these cookies
I’m a beast for they treats
An animal for they crackers
Head to feet they so damn sweet
Can’t keep my hands, my hands, my ha-uh my
Can’t keep my hands, my hands, my hands out the cookie jar.

[Travis:]
And there you have it haha
I tried my best
I went to cookie anonymous
I guess I’m a failure
I can’t seem to keep my damn hands out the cookie jar but,
It is what it is
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