(feat. Nick Cannon, Chingy, Fat Joe)
[Intro]
New York, Put it on the floâ.
New York, Put it on the floâ. (What!) (Câmon)
Cali, Put it on the floâ.
Cali, Put it on the floâ.
Miami, Put it on the floâ.
Miami, Put it on the floâ.
Atlanta, Put it on the floâ.
Atlanta, Put it on the floâ.
[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
One time, the women start sniffin around, when we be rippinâ it down, we got âem stickinâ around.
The way they love to feel like Iâm the king of the town.
The way my money stack steep and got âem flippinâ around.
And got âem makinâ 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, donât 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, Iâll 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 ainât getting nothing over here.
[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
I think you need to move it to the left (Shorty)
A little bit to the left (Shorty)
If you ainât got your own paper, I donât 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 ainât 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 itâs like that, itâs 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.
Iâm the young Donald Trump, is yâall hearing me?
Girls on the side line, yeah they cheerinâ me.
Ask her, can she drive a stick, now she steerin me.
Man, Iâm sick. Know it ainât no curinâ 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)
A little bit to the left (Shorty)
If you ainât got your own paper, I donât 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 ainât getting none of mine, tonight (Shorty)
[Verse 3: Fat Joe]
Put that ass up on the floâ, make it clap when you see cats pass for the door.
I ainât tryna act gassed at all, chicks attack like heâs Joe Crack the boss.
Played it back, cause I be so paranoid.
I got a wife, but baby please donât back it off.
She understood that, said, âWhatâs good, Crack?â
Got me screaming with a hood, with a hood rat.
Mami, I ainât gotta pop the ?
But the rocks got a gleam, so hard to miss âem.
So I, cut the chase, took her out the place.
Put her in a bed, put a smile on her face.
She donât know Joe Crack, the Daun
Never spend no type of real cheese on a broad.
All I keep is a 100 Gâs, limit credit card.
Could you believe, we could spend it all.
New York, Put it on the floâ.
New York, Put it on the flo.â
Jersey, Put it on the floâ.
Jersey, Put it on the floâ.
V.A. Put it on the floâ.
V.A. Put it on the floâ.
Chi-town, Put it on the floâ.
Chi-town, Put it on the floâ.
[Verse 4: Nick Cannon]
Shorty, you gonâ work for this little bit of change.
Side order of pimpinâ, little bit of game.
What ya know, gonâ hurt, just a little bit of pain.
When I rip your skirt, from your little bity frame.
Whole lot drinkinâ, whole lot of cash.
Dirty olâ Nick with a whole lot of **
Fly Guy, Antonio Vaugus.
Porsheâs we ainât even parkin.
Valet, alligator air forces.
Waves in my head have them chicks getting nauseas.
Let âem 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)
A little bit to the left(Shorty)
If you ainât got your own paper, I donât 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 ainât getting none of mine, tonight (Shorty)[2x]
BK, Put it on the floâ.
BK, Put it on the floâ.
BX, Put it on the floâ.
BX, Put it on the floâ.
St. Louis, Put it on the floâ.
St. Louis, Put it on the floâ.
Philly, Put it on the floâ.
Philly, Put it on the floâ.