fat joe - shorty (put it on the floor) lyrics(feat. busta rhymes, nick cannon, chingy) [intro] 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 rhymes] one time, the women start sniffin around, when we be rippin it down, we got em stickin around. the way they love to feel like i m the king of the town. the way my money stack steep and got em flippin around. and got em makin a sound. ayo, you looking delicious. baby 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 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 from me. before you ever 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 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 over here.
[chorus: busta rhymes] i think you need to move it to the left (shorty) move it to the left (shorty) if you ain t got your own paper, i don t suggest you hold your breath (shorty) keep it right (shorty) you betta keep it tight (shorty) you betta bring money out ya crib, cause you ain t getting none of mine, tonight (shorty)
[verse 2: chingy] ma, let me see you twist it like a centipede. i keep a sack of that, plus some hennessey. since i got rich, i keep a lot of enemies. but trick when it s like that, it s cause i been a g. look at the way women tend to grin at me. i like the way she shake it with a lot of energy. magnums, alcoholic freaks the remedy. i m the young donald trump, is y all hearing me? girls on the side line, yeah they cheerin me. ask her, can she drive a stick, now she steerin me. man, i m sick. know it ain t no curin me. c to the h to the i-n-g. y
[chorus: busta rhymes] i think you need to move it to the left (shorty) move it to the left (shorty) if you ain t got your own paper, i don t suggest you hold your breath (shorty) keep it right (shorty) you betta keep it tight (shorty) you betta bring money out ya crib, cause you ain t getting none of mine, tonight (shorty)
[verse 3: fat joe] put that 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 like he s joe crack the boss. played it back, cause i be so paranoid. i got a wife, but baby please don t back it off. she understood that, said, what s good, crack? got me screaming with a hood, with a hood rat. mami, i ain t gotta pop the ? but the rocks got a gleam, so hard to miss em. so i, cut the chase, took her out the place. put her in a bed, put a smile on her face. she don t know joe crack, the daun never spend no type of real cheese on a broad. all i keep is a 100 g s, limit credit card. could 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 cannon] shorty, you gon work for this little bit of change. side order of pimpin , little bit of game. what ya know, gon hurt, just a little bit of pain. when i rip your skirt, from your little bity frame. whole lot drinkin , whole lot of cash. dirty ol nick with a whole lot of ** fly guy, antonio vaugus. porshe s we ain t even parkin. valet, alligator air forces. waves in my head have them chicks getting nauseas. let em cause the fame, my dough, your world. so shake it like a n-n-n-nasty girl.
[chorus: busta rhymes] i think you need to move it to the left (shorty) move it to the left (shorty) if you ain t got your own paper, i don t suggest you hold your breath (shorty) keep it right (shorty) you betta keep it tight (shorty) you betta bring money out ya crib, cause you ain t getting none 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 . |