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 to feel like I'm the king of the town.
The way my stack steep 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 have my slice, don't my money.
Even though you looking good and it was 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 find another dummy quick. Homie stunt, betta jump inside a money whip.
I see where you can get and keep it over there, you betta try your cause you ain't getting nothing over here.

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

[Verse 2:
Ma, let me see you it like a centipede.
I a sack of that, plus some Hennessey.
Since I got rich, I a lot of enemies.
But trick when like that, it's cause I been a G.
Look at the way women to grin at me.
I like the way she it with a lot of energy.
Magnums, alcoholic the remedy.
I'm the young Trump, is y'all hearing me?
Girls on the side line, they cheerin' me.
Ask her, can she drive a stick, now she me.
Man, I'm sick. it ain't no curin' me.
C to the H to the I-N-G. Y

[Chorus: Busta
I think you 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)
Keep it (Shorty)
You betta it tight (Shorty)
You betta bring money out ya crib, cause you ain't getting none of mine, (Shorty)

3: Fat Joe]
Put that ass up on the flo', make it when you see cats pass for the door.
I ain't tryna act gassed at all, chicks attack he's Joe Crack the boss.
Played it back, I be so paranoid.
I got a wife, but baby please don't it off.
She that, said, "What's good, Crack?"
Got me screaming with a hood, with a rat.
Mami, I gotta pop the ?
But the rocks got a gleam, so hard to 'em.
So I, cut the chase, her out the place.
Put her in a bed, put a on her face.
She don't Joe Crack, the Daun
Never no type of real cheese on a broad.
All I is a 100 G's, limit credit card.
you believe, we could spend 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 work for this little bit of change.
Side of pimpin', little bit of game.
ya know, gon' hurt, just a little bit of pain.
When I rip your skirt, from your little frame.
Whole lot drinkin', lot of cash.
Dirty ol' Nick a whole lot of **
Fly Guy, Vaugus.
we ain't even parkin.
Valet, air forces.
Waves in my head have them getting nauseas.
Let 'em the fame, my dough, your world.
So it like a n-n-n-nasty girl.

[Chorus: Rhymes]
I think you need to move it to the (Shorty)
it to the left (shorty)
If you ain't got own paper, I don't suggest you hold your breath (Shorty)
Keep it (Shorty)
You keep it tight (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'.