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 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.
Even 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 ever try to touch my money clip, 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 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)

[Verse 2:
Ma, let me see you twist it a centipede.
I keep a sack of that, plus Hennessey.
Since I got rich, I a lot of enemies.
But trick when it's that, it's cause I been a G.
Look at the way tend to grin at me.
I like the way she shake it a lot of energy.
Magnums, alcoholic the remedy.
I'm the young Donald Trump, is hearing me?
Girls on the side line, yeah they 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

Busta Rhymes]
I you need 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 it tight (Shorty)
You betta money out ya crib, cause you ain't getting none of mine, tonight (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 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 understood that, said, What's good,
Got me screaming with a hood, a hood rat.
Mami, I ain't pop the pistil
But the rocks got a gleam, so to miss '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
Never spend no of real cheese on a broad.
All I keep is a 100 G's, credit 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 gon' work for little bit of change.
Side order of pimpin', bit of game.
What ya know, gon' hurt, just a bit of pain.
I rip your skirt, from your little bity frame.
Whole lot drinkin', lot of cash.
Dirty ol' with a whole lot of **
Fly Guy, Vaugus.
Porshe's we even parkin.
Valet, air forces.
Waves in my head them chicks getting nauseas.
Let 'em the fame, my dough, your world.
So shake it a n-n-n-nasty girl.

[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 suggest you your 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'.