Lyrics to Stanky Legg : Chorus Bitch im wild! Do the stanky leg (3x) when I hit the dance floor. I be- Do the stanky leg (3x) Bitch Im wild up! (repeat
m from Hillside H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E [Verse 1:] H.I.L.L.S.I.D.E M.A.G.A.Z.I.N.E. Vallejo, California my city No pity, for a sucka can't be no sissy Motherfuckers
Them boys be saying, Flip always be ahead of his competitors Cause these boys can't flow, these boys be saying I'ma come down And I'ma break these boys
to get, and you the flunky that they pit You copped a Benz, S Class with blue lens Got money to spend, also got money to lend From boys to men, you were
(feat. Lil' O, D-Gotti) [Hook] Million dollar block Spot is hot, but we gon mash to the top These FED's gon watch The cash don't spot, million dollar
expensive pot when the X hit the spot clientel from ATL, Miami, and Spain got boys spendin they change like they buyin some good 'Cane gotta candy g string
tire smoke? Straight on a mission, man, I ain't no joke See, this is a hype tip, cause in the O that's how we do this Handlin boys and punks, I thought
(feat. Paul Wall, Chamillionaire) [talking] Balling is a habit over here, at Paid In Full Want you to know that, g'yeah [Hook x2] Balling is a habit
I had paper for a hoopty but I wanted a drop so you know, I had make somthing outta nothin Like turn an empty spot into a crack spot pumpin im so hard
, you bit it" - G. Dep "Niggas bit off Nas shit, niggas, niggas, bit off, Nas shit" - Ghostface Killah "Admit if, you bit it, bit it" - G. Dep (Repeat
paper for a hooptie, but I wanted a drop So you know, I had to make somethin' out of nothin' (Yeah) Like turn an empty spot, into a crack spot pumpin' (
poppin the heat I don't know nothin 'bout sellin no beef in the streets Nah, I don't know nothin 'bout baggin the grams I ain't never had no spot or went
Pepper Boy, I'm not a Repper Boy A High Stepper Boy, a Hollowpeno, Pepper Boy Red Hot, I bet 'cha Mami when ya jump on me, I hit ya spot I like to see
somethin steady mayn Headed to my low-key, safe-and-sound house Call up the fellas, hit the spot, and pull a pound out I used to have a secret spot up
the jail house Comin' for the boys who thought that I wouldn't bail out Top notch citizen, on top of his shit again Pimp type, M-J-G, another hit again
be usin' for losin' it's cheap as hot sauce Earn yo' position, stop hatin' beacuse you not boss M-J-G, pimp tight, I'm movin' yo' spot off And I don't
[A.G.] Yeah yeah, the dirty niggaz again ... Check me out yo I push the half-dozen light green, can't front The drop 6 is quite mean, don't front Shorty
