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: Rhymes]
One time, the women sniffin around, when 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 money stack and got 'em flippin' around.
And got 'em a sound.
Ayo, you looking delicious. Baby girl, I 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 good and it was nice to meet ya, you be lucky if you even get a slice of pizza from me.
Before you ever try to my money clip, I'll put you on the corner walking up and down the money strip.
Now looka here, honey dip find 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 cause you ain't getting nothing over here.

[Chorus: Busta
I think you need to it to the left (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 keep it tight (Shorty)
You betta money out ya crib, cause you ain't getting none of mine, tonight (Shorty)

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

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 suggest you hold your breath (Shorty)
it right (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 ass up on the flo', make it clap 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 understood that, said, What's good,
Got me screaming a hood, with a hood 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 know Joe Crack, the
Never spend no type of real on a broad.
All I keep is a 100 G's, limit card.
Could you believe, we 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'.

4: Nick Cannon]
Shorty, you work for this little bit of change.
Side of pimpin', little bit of game.
What ya know, hurt, just a little bit of pain.
When I rip skirt, from your little bity frame.
Whole lot drinkin', 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 shake it like a girl.

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