Luyện nghe bài hát Shorty (Put It On The Floor)

New York, Put it on the flo'.
New York, Put it on the flo'. (What!) (C'mon)
Cali, Put it on the flo'.
Cali, Put it on the flo'.
Miami, Put it on the flo'.
Miami, Put it on the flo'.
Atlanta, Put it on the flo'.
Atlanta, Put it on the flo'.

[Verse 1: Busta
One time, the women start sniffin around, we be rippin' it down, we got 'em stickin' around.
The way they love to like I'm the king of the town.
The way my money stack and got 'em flippin' around.
And got 'em a sound.
Ayo, you looking delicious. girl, I only use my dough for coochie or chicken.
Listen, cooked food. Shorty fatten my tummy. You can go in and my slice, don't touch my money.
though you looking good and it was nice to meet ya, you be lucky if you even get a slice of pizza from me.
Before you try to touch my money clip, I'll put you on the corner walking up and down the money strip.
Now looka here, honey dip betta another dummy quick. Homie tryna stunt, betta jump inside a money whip.
I see where you can get and keep it over there, you betta try your luck cause you ain't getting over here.

Busta Rhymes]
I you need to move it to the left (Shorty)
Move it to the (Shorty)
If you ain't got your own paper, I suggest you hold your breath (Shorty)
it right (Shorty)
You keep it tight (Shorty)
You betta bring money out ya crib, cause you getting none of mine, tonight (Shorty)

2: Chingy]
Ma, let me see you twist it a centipede.
I keep a sack of that, plus Hennessey.
I got rich, I keep a lot of enemies.
But trick when it's like that, cause I been a G.
Look at the way tend to grin at me.
I like the way she it with a lot of energy.
Magnums, freaks the remedy.
I'm the young Donald Trump, is hearing me?
Girls on the side line, yeah they me.
Ask her, can she a stick, now she steerin me.
Man, I'm sick. Know it no curin' me.
C to the H to the I-N-G. Y

[Chorus: Rhymes]
I think you need to move it to the (Shorty)
Move it to the (Shorty)
If you ain't got your own paper, I don't suggest you your breath (Shorty)
it right (Shorty)
You betta it tight (Shorty)
You betta bring money out ya crib, cause you ain't getting of mine, tonight (Shorty)

3: Fat Joe]
Put that ass up on the flo', make it clap you see cats pass for the door.
I tryna act gassed at all, chicks attack like he's Joe Crack the boss.
it back, cause I be so paranoid.
I got a wife, but please don't back it off.
She that, said, "What's good, Crack?"
Got me with a hood, with a hood rat.
Mami, I ain't pop the ?
But the got a gleam, so hard to miss 'em.
So I, cut the chase, her out the place.
Put her in a bed, put a on her face.
She don't know Joe Crack, the
spend no type of real cheese on a broad.
All I keep is a 100 G's, limit card.
Could you believe, we could it all.

New York, Put it on the flo'.
New York, Put it on the flo.'
Jersey, Put it on the flo'.
Jersey, Put it on the flo'.
V.A. Put it on the flo'.
V.A. Put it on the flo'.
Chi-town, Put it on the flo'.
Chi-town, Put it on the flo'.

[Verse 4: Nick
Shorty, you gon' work for little bit of change.
Side of pimpin', little bit of game.
What ya know, gon' hurt, a little bit of pain.
When I rip your skirt, from your little frame.
lot drinkin', whole lot of cash.
Dirty ol' Nick a whole lot of **
Fly Guy, Vaugus.
Porshe's we ain't parkin.
Valet, air forces.
Waves in my have them chicks getting nauseas.
Let 'em the fame, my dough, your world.
So it like a n-n-n-nasty girl.

Busta Rhymes]
I think you need to it to the left (Shorty)
Move it to the (shorty)
If you ain't got your own paper, I don't suggest you hold breath (Shorty)
it right (Shorty)
You betta keep it (Shorty)
You betta bring money out ya crib, cause you ain't getting of mine, tonight (Shorty)[2x]

BK, Put it on the flo'.
BK, Put it on the flo'.
BX, Put it on the flo'.
BX, Put it on the flo'.
St. Louis, Put it on the flo'.
St. Louis, Put it on the flo'.
Philly, Put it on the flo'.
Philly, Put it on the flo'.