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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 .

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