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 around, when 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 steep and got 'em around.
And got 'em a sound.
Ayo, you looking delicious. Baby girl, I only use my dough for or chicken.
Listen, cooked food. Shorty my tummy. You can go in and have my slice, don't touch my money.
Even though you looking good and it was nice to meet ya, you be lucky if you even get a slice of pizza 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, dip betta 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 luck cause you ain't getting nothing 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 betta keep it (Shorty)
You bring money out ya crib, cause you ain't 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 that, it's cause I been a G.
Look at the way women to grin at me.
I the way she shake it with a lot of energy.
Magnums, alcoholic the remedy.
I'm the young Donald Trump, is y'all me?
Girls on the side line, they cheerin' me.
Ask her, can she drive a stick, now she me.
Man, I'm sick. Know it 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 don't you hold your breath (Shorty)
Keep it (Shorty)
You keep it tight (Shorty)
You betta bring money out ya crib, cause you ain't none of mine, tonight (Shorty)

[Verse 3: Fat
Put that ass up on the flo', make it clap you see cats pass for the door.
I ain't act gassed at all, chicks attack like 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, good, Crack?
Got me screaming with a hood, a hood rat.
Mami, I ain't pop the pistil
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 know Joe Crack, the Daun
spend no type of real cheese on a broad.
All I is a 100 G's, limit credit 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.
I rip your skirt, from your little bity frame.
Whole lot drinkin', lot of cash.
ol' Nick with a whole lot of **
Fly Guy, Vaugus.
we ain't even parkin.
Valet, air forces.
Waves in my head have them chicks nauseas.
Let 'em cause the fame, my dough, world.
So shake it like a girl.

[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 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)[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'.