Put On
Plies feat. DJ Khaled & Ace Hood Lyrics


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DJ Khaled!
If you from the streets like me, put your hands up!
If you rep your city like me, put your hands up!
If you put in work like me, put your hands up!

[Chorus]
If you from the streets like me, put your hands up!
D Boys on my tease, put your hands up!
Independent bad bitches, put your hands up!
If you know this how you living, put your hands up!
Where they at?
Put em up!

If you know this how you living, put your hands up!
Put em up!
Where they at?
Put em up!

Say Khaled I'm going in so you can gon' bring in back
Gon' bring it back, I said gon' bring it back! (Ey!)
A straight monster in this bitch
Nigga, poltergeist
It's dade county in this verse, they gon' say Jesus Christ
And like Rihanna fine ass, I'm gon' live my life
Ten bands and take one, call it being nice
Get your hands up and that's a direct order
Got my bands up, thanks to the transporter
Thanks to the transporter?
I'm like yeah sorta!
Got my name hot, be around like South Florida
Get your hands up if your not living right
Now keep your hands up
You risk it err'day and night

[Chorus]
If you from the streets like me, put your hands up!
D Boys on my tease, put your hands up!
Independent bad bitches, put your hands up!
If you know this how you living, put your hands up!
Where they at?
Put em up!

If you know this how you living, put your hands up!
Put em up!
Where they at?
Put em up!

If I die tonight, bury me in the hood
With all the jewelry on, make sure I'm looking good
Rob who nigga? I wish a nigga would
Point 5, don't shoot, that's how the lames do it
Word on the street somebody put a hit on me
I'm in the foreign, top off, look like I'm worried homie?
Better send them now, got bout a mill on me
You rob me; I kill you, now that's a deal homie
Two-twenty-three
Carbon one-five
Old black bitch with me, that's that forty five
Been real, never snitched nigga my whole life
Heard a nigga whacked him. He shouldn't have testified

[Chorus]
If you from the streets like me, put your hands up!
D Boys on my tease, put your hands up!
Independent bad bitches, put your hands up!
If you know this how you living, put your hands up!
Where they at?
Put em up!
If you know this how you living, put your hands up!
Put em up!
Where they at?
Put em up!

I'm hotter than a Kawasaki in the projects
Burning more than rubber, money ain't a object
I'm number 1, and hurt they feelings in the process
Cop a bird, then your really seein progress
I'm buying cars like I'm in a contest
Say my name, rappers lookin like a bomb threat
I'm the winner, these beginners talking nonsense
Brain from your ? till she render me unconscious
I'm so conscious of DNA in my closet
My show account can't take another deposit
Ladies heartthrob labelled me the odd ball
3.5 cause I'm known to start small

[Chorus]
If you from the streets like me, put your hands up!
D Boys on my tease, put your hands up!
Independent bad bitches, put your hands up!
If you know this how you living, put your hands up!
Where they at?
Put em up!

If you know this how you living, put your hands up!
Put em up!
Where they at?
Put em up

This the biggest street anthem in the hood right now
I got the streets on fire with this one
Somebody pass my ?
That's the new thug passion




This we the best music
Put your hands up!

Overall Meaning

The song Put On by Plies feat. DJ Khaled and Ace Hood is about representing one's city and showing off their success. The repetition of the lyrics "I put on for my city" emphasizes the pride and loyalty the artist has towards their hometown. The opening verse talks about how people recognize the artists' success when they see them on the streets. The reference to being in a "spaceship" and working for NASA displays the artist's grandiose sense of self-importance. The line "this 7H is not a fraud, call that bitch my bodyguard" further glorifies the artist's wealth and power. The chorus chants the loyalty to various sides of the city, displaying the artist's connection with different parts of their hometown. The second verse by Young Jeezy describes his "thug" lifestyle, big wheels, large guns and liking things "super sized". The latter part of the verse touches on the struggle that success brings, where people who used to know the artist change their attitude towards them. The final verse by Kanye West reflects on his own experiences with fame and fortune, mentioning the negatives that come with it, such as people owing him money or sex. He expresses his struggles with mental health, and feelings of isolation and loneliness, despite his wealth and status.


Line by Line Meaning

I put on, I put on, I put on, I put on
I emphasize, I emphasize, I emphasize, I emphasize


I put on for my city, on on for my city
I represent my city, constantly and always


When they see me off in traffic, they say "Jeezy on some other shit"
When people see me driving, they acknowledge my superior status


Send them pussy niggas runnin' straight back to the dealership
Those who dare to challenge me are so intimidated that they run back to where they came from in defeat


Me I'm in my spaceship, thats right I work for N.a.s.a
I'm like an astronaut in my custom car, so advanced that people think I work for NASA


This 7H is not a fraud, call that bitch my bodyguard
My luxurious car isn't fake and I call it my protector


Call that bitch your bodyguard? Yeah, that's my bodyguard
Yes, that really is my bodyguard, my powerful car


Wear a lot of jewelry, Young don't do security
I wear expensive jewelry but I don't need security because of my street credibility


What's whiter than a napkin, harder than a dinner plate
My cocaine is of the highest quality and purity


If you want it come and get it, you know I stay super straight
If you want my drugs, go ahead and come for it, I'm always ready


Ran up in my spots and now I'm workin' Out the Super 8
After my drug spots were raided, I'm now running the business from a budget hotel


Know you niggas hungry, come and get a super plate
I know you want drugs, so come and get a large quantity


Y'all sing happy birthday, yeah I got that super cake
I have a large amount of drugs that can make you rich, like a birthday cake


Hundred karat bracelet, I use it like some super bait
My expensive jewelry is like bait to attract and lure people in for business


Half bag, top back,
Half bag of drugs, convertible top down,


Ain't nothin' but a young thug
I am just a young criminal


HKs, AK's, I need to join a gun club
I need to become a member of a gun club because of my collection of firearms


Big wheels, big straps,
My car has large rims and there are guns stored in it


You know I like it super sized
I enjoy things that are large and extravagant


Passenger's a red-bone,
My female companion has light skin and red hair


Her Weave look like some curly fries
Her hair extensions are styled like curly french fries


Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce
My car's interior is luxurious but the exterior is plain


Pocket full of celery,
I have a pocket full of drugs


Imagine what she tellin' me
She is telling me what other women think about me


Blowin' on asparagus,
Smoking weed


The realest shit I ever smoked
This is the most potent weed I've ever had


Ridin' to that Trap or Die,
Listening to the album as I drive


The realest shit I ever wrote
These are the truest lyrics I've ever written


They know I got that broccoli,
They know I have a large supply of drugs


So I keep that glock on me
I always have a handgun with me for protection


Don't get caught without one,
It's dangerous to not have a gun in this business


Comin' from where I'm from
Growing up in a dangerous neighborhood


Call me Jeezy Hamilton,
Comparing his drug business to that of a founding father


Flyin' down Campbellton
Driving quickly down a specific street


So fresh, so clean,
Looking great and feeling confident


On my way to Charlene
On my way to meet a woman named Charlene


I feel like there's still niggas that owe me checks
I believe that there are still people who owe me money


I feel like there's still bitches that owe me sex
I believe that there are still women who owe me sexual favors


I feel like this but niggas don't know the stress
I'm dealing with a lot of stress that others don't understand


I lost the only girl in the world that know me best
The person who knew me the best, my lover, is no longer in my life


I got the money and the fame and that don't mean shit
Even though I have wealth and recognition, it doesn't mean anything if I'm not happy


I got the Jesus on a chain, man that don't mean shit
Even though I wear a religious symbol on a chain, it doesn't give me peace or happiness


Cause when the Jesus pieces can't bring me peace
Even though I wear religious symbols, it doesn't provide me with inner peace


Sure I need just at least one of Russell's nieces on
I need companionship and someone to confide in


I let my nightmares go I put on,
I let go of my fears and troubles, and put on a confident persona


Everybody that I knew from the go
Everyone who knew me from the beginning


I know hoes that was frontin' when they knew he was broke
I know women who rejected me when I had nothing


They say damn, Yeezy Yeezy, you don't know us no more
People accuse me of changing since I became successful


You got that big fame homie, and you just changed on me
You gained a lot of recognition and now you treat me differently


You can ask big homie, man the top so lonely
Even though I'm at the top, I'm lonely and isolated


I ain't lyin', so lonely I ain't lyin'
I'm serious, I really am lonely


Let me see what we have tonight (what we have tonight)
Let me see what my drug stash is like tonight


I'm high as a satellite (satellite)
I'm very high on drugs


I see those flashin' lights (flashin' lights)
I see the police lights in the distance


Cause every night (every night) I put on
Every night, I put on a confident persona to mask my fear and insecurity




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: KHALED MOHAMMAED KHALED, JAY W. JENKINS, IAN LEWIS, WILLIAM ROBERTS, ALGERNOD LANIER WASHINGTON, OSCAR ZAYAS

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Comments from YouTube:

@dexter7686

The remix era was the absolute best! Putting 7-15 artists on one track with all fire bars. There was nothing like it.

@belladiosa3849

Facts

@scottrosuck544

P

@suearamarapstar

it will come back just give me more time

@Omar-hn6kj

Dont forget slapping DJ Khaleds name on it

@jonathandoe69

​@@suearamarapstarprobably not, shorter songs are better for getting more streams

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@ndayisabachristian857

Back then when Akon used to feature in almost every song that guy is a legend

@kamarirving

He said when u talk about remix u talk about him when the track started

@kingbooks7

AKON is legend

@a6thomas574

He also a wierdo

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