Shorty (Put It On The Floor) Busta Rhymes (Ft. Chingy, Fat Joe & Nick Cannon)

[Intro]
New York put it on the floor
New York put it on the floor (What? C'mon)
Cali put it on the floor
Cali put it on the floor (Love don't cost a thing)
Miami put it on the floor
Miami put it on the floor
Atlanta put it on the floor
Atlanta put it on the floor (Just Blaze)

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
Yo, watch how the women start sniffin' around
When we be rippin' it down, we got 'em stickin' around
The way they love the kid, like I'm the king of the town
The way my money stack stupid, got 'em flippin' around
And got 'em diggin' the sound, I know you look finger lickin'
And baby girl, I only use my dough for trickin or chicken, listen
Cooked food shorty fatten my tummy
You can go in and out my slacks, don't touch my money
Even though you lookin' good and it was nice to meet ya
You be lucky if you even get a slice of pizza, from me (C'mon)
Before you ever try to touch my money clip
I'll put you on the corner walkin' up and down the money strip (Now look it here) Honey dip, better find another dummy quick
Homie tryna stunt, better jump inside a money whip (Go on)
And see what you can get, and keep it over there
You better try your luck, cause you ain't gettin' nothin' over here