Put It On The Floor ft. Fat Joe Chingy & Nick Cannon
Busta Rhymes Lyrics


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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'.

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.

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)

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.
See to the H to the I-N-G. why

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)

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'.

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.

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'.

Overall Meaning

The song "Shorty" by Busta Rhymes featuring Fat Joe and Chingy is about living lavishly, being rich, and attracting women. The repetitive phrase "Put it on the flo'" is a reference to just throwing your cash around and making it rain at a club. The song also talks about how women are attracted to wealthy and powerful men who have money to spend on them. The lyrics imply that women will do anything for a man with money, even if it means surrendering their dignity.


Busta Rhymes's lyrics about "keeping your money" and "movement to the left" suggest that he is used to people trying to take advantage of him because of his wealth. He demands respect and warns people not to act too familiar with him or his money. Joe's verse also includes a reference to his wife, showing that he is faithful and has an established relationship despite being surrounded by women who want him for his money.


Overall, the song is a reflection of hip-hop culture's propensity for glamorizing money, power, and success. The lyrics suggest that money is the key to everything, including love and sex.


Line by Line Meaning

New York, Put it on the flo'.
Let's dance and have a good time on the dance floor in New York.


Cali, Put it on the flo'.
Let's dance and have fun on the dance floor in California.


Miami, Put it on the flo'.
Let's have a great time dancing and partying in Miami.


Atlanta, Put it on the flo'.
Let's enjoy our time at the dance floor in Atlanta.


One time, the women start sniffin around, when we be rippin' it down, we got ‘em stickin' around.
Women can't resist our music and they stay around when we perform.


The way they love to feel like I'm the king of the town.
Women love to feel around the powerful aura of my music.


The way my money stack steep and got ‘em flippin' around.
Women are impressed with the amount of money I have and they keep spinning around.


And got ‘em makin' a sound.
Women can't contain their excitement and make noise.


Ayo, you looking delicious. Baby girl, I only use my dough for coochie or chicken.
You look attractive, but I only spend my money on pleasure or food.


Listen, cooked food. Shorty fatten my tummy. You can go in and have my slice, don't touch my money.
When it comes to food, you satisfy my hunger. You can have a slice, but don't touch my money bag.


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.
You look good, but I am not interested in you. You are lucky if I offer you even a slice of my pizza.


Before you ever try to touch my money clip, I'll put you on the corner walking up and down the money strip.
If you ever try to steal my money, I will make you work as a prostitute on the street.


Now looka here, honey dip betta find another dummy quick. Homie tryna stunt, betta jump inside a money whip.
Girl, you better find another man to scam instead of me. My friends are trying to impress and show off with their luxury car.


I see where you can get and keep it over there, you betta try your luck cause you ain't getting nothing over here.
I know where you can earn money, but you won't make anything from me.


I think you need to move it to the left (Shorty).
I suggest you move and dance to the left.


If you ain't got your own paper, I don't suggest you hold your breath (Shorty).
If you don't have your own money, don't hold your breath for me to give you any.


Keep it right (Shorty).
Dance and behave properly.


You betta keep it tight (Shorty).
You better keep your dancing movements tight and controlled.


You betta bring money out ya crib, cause you ain't getting none of mine, tonight (Shorty).
You better have your own money because I won't be giving you any tonight.


Ma, let me see you twist it like a centipede.
Girl, show me your funky dance moves.


I keep a sack of that, plus some Hennessey.
I have a stash of marijuana and a bottle of Hennessey liquor.


Since I got rich, I keep a lot of enemies.
I have gained a lot of enemies since I became rich.


But trick when it's like that, it's cause I been a G.
I am used to dealing with haters and detractors, as I am a true gangster.


Look at the way women tend to grin at me.
Women can't help but smile when they see me.


I like the way she shake it with a lot of energy.
I enjoy watching her dancing with a lot of passion and enthusiasm.


Magnums, alcoholic freaks the remedy.
Having sex with condoms and alcohol is my remedy.


I'm the young Donald Trump, is y'all hearing me?
I am like a young Donald Trump, do you understand what I am saying?


Girls on the side line, yeah they cheerin' me.
Girls on the side are cheering for me.


Ask her, can she drive a stick, now she steerin me.
I asked her if she could operate manual transmission, now she is taking me for a ride.


Man, I'm sick. Know it ain't no curin' me.
I am a twisted and sick individual, there is no cure for me.


See to the H to the I-N-G. why
I spell ‘why' as ‘double-U-H-to-the-why.'


Put that ass up on the flo', make it clap when you see cats pass for the door.
Shake that butt on the dance floor and make it clap when you see men walk by.


I ain't tryna act gassed at all, chicks attack like he's Joe Crack the boss.
I am not trying to be overly confident, but girls are attracted to me as if I am the boss.


Played it back, cause I be so paranoid.
I played the track again because I am paranoid.


I got a wife, but baby please don't back it off.
I have a wife, but please don't stop being attracted to me.


She understood that, said, “What's good, Crack?”
My wife understood and asked me how I am doing.


Got me screaming with a hood, with a hood rat.
I get excited being in a neighborhood with a girl from the hood.


Mami, I ain't gotta pop the ?
Girl, I don't have to open my wallet.


But the rocks got a gleam, so hard to miss ‘em.
But my diamond jewelry is so shiny that you can't ignore it.


So I, cut the chase, took her out the place.
So I took her away from the club and got straight to the point.


Put her in a bed, put a smile on her face.
I put her in bed and made her happy.


She don't know Joe Crack, the Daun
She doesn't really know who Joe Crack, the Don is.


Never spend no type of real cheese on a broad.
I never spend real money on a woman.


All I keep is a 100 G's, limit credit card.
I only carry a hundred grand and a credit card with a limit.


Could you believe, we could spend it all.
Can you believe we could spend all that money tonight?


Shorty, you gon' work for this little bit of change.
Girl, you will have to work hard for this small amount of money.


Side order of pimpin', little bit of game.
I can offer you some pimping advice and a bit of strategy.


What ya know, gon' hurt, just a little bit of pain.
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, just endure a little bit of pain.


When I rip your skirt, from your little bity frame.
When I tear off your skirt, from your petite body frame.


Whole lot drinkin', whole lot of cash.
We are drinking a lot and spending a lot of cash.


Dirty ol' Nick with a whole lot of **
I have a lot of ammunition and firepower.


Fly Guy, Antonio Vaugus.
I am a stylish and fashionable man, Antonio Vaugus.


Porshe's we ain't even parkin.
We even have Porsche cars that we don't even park, we keep driving them.


Valet, alligator air forces.
We even have alligator skin sneakers and valets park our cars.


Waves in my head have them chicks getting nauseas.
My hairstyling techniques make girls dizzy and nauseated.


Let ‘em cause the fame, my dough, your world.
They can all be jealous of my fame and success, but my wealth is my own.


So shake it like a n-n-n-nasty girl.
So dance like a provocative and bold girl.


BK, Put it on the flo'.
Let's dance and have fun in Brooklyn.


BX, Put it on the flo'.
Let's dance and have fun in the Bronx.


St. Louis, Put it on the flo'.
Let's dance and have fun in St. Louis.


Philly, Put it on the flo'.
Let's dance and have fun in Philadelphia.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: JANE VAUGHAN, OBI SIMBARASHE MHONDERA, JOHN THEMIS, MARCEL SOMERVILLE, STUART JAMES BAKER, TOM BEASLEY, SAMUEL DAVID FOULKES, OLIVER CONSTANTINE GEORGIOU, JAMES VICTOR MACKENZIE, CHRISTOPHER JAMES MCKECKNEY, JAMES TERENCE MURRAY, MUSTAFA OMER, LEE COLLIN

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@amorlia4488

omg man this bring back them memories 🔥🔥🔥

@JayzoTheNextKobeBryant2.0

Fosho Gawd

@erinfitzgerald9921

Back when you can sample cds at walmart. With headphones

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Brbr

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🤣damn! I miss them days🥹

@rb_1978

Busta straight murdered this on the hook and the in-between verses.

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You seem like a rap genius

@Export-un9os

Chingy has his own way to rap very different. i like it his style

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The beat is fire!!!

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