On Dubz

[Chorus]<br>Pull up to the club, and I`m so throwed on Dubs<br>Wide frame, fucking up the mode on Dubs<br>Candy paint, fresh out the shop on Dubs<br>Big six hundreds, missing tops on Dubs<br>Got niggas on the block, in a drop on Dubs<br>Hiding behind tent, trunk knock on Dubs<br>We gon represent the North to the South, on Dubs<br>When your bopper`s on jocks, she get tossed on Dubs<br><br>[Dougie D]<br>Now what these motherfuckers really know about Dubs<br>I take a sip, and I flip in that candy coated bug<br>Showing out I`m showing in, its the daddy that they love<br>While the Ferrellis spinning, just like right here they on Dubs<br>The hoes gon bop, the tops gon drop for real<br>I slide to the detail shop, just to shine up my rims<br>I grab the remote with the Clarion, with the screens lit<br>When I swang by the block, little kids be like ooh he the shit<br>That`s the way that we does it, down in the Dirty turning heads<br>Bubble eyed, customized, flipping that blue or that red<br>Niggas don`t fuck with no 17`s, we on 20`s instead<br>Man you heard what I said, that`s the way that we rolling until I`m dead<br>Up on Dubs<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Lil B]<br>Wide body four do`, skating up the block<br>Relax on buck eyed, while my bumper unlock<br>Its the way that we do it, on the Dirty Dirty South<br>Hit the club showing love, diamond grills in our mouth <br>(on Dubs), we like to steal the show<br>Yokohama on the tire, a.c. blow snow<br>Underdawgs in the mix, sideways on a switch<br>Leaving all hatas sick, screens lit watching flicks<br>(on Dubs), I`m tipping up Few Quay<br>Turning up on pump slow, just to hit the beltway<br>Headed down I-10, candy paint in the wind<br>Riding twins they Lorenz, in a big body Benz<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Lil Head]<br>I`m on Dubs, bitch I`m out here loving this game<br>Just like these bad hoes, how they loving my name<br>Y`all know me Lil Head, yeah done knocked the fame<br>I`m a Houston hot boy, peep the platinum chain<br>I`m on Dubs, when I hit the parking lot<br>Screens lit, trunk pop leave the do`s unlocked<br>Will a nigga steal my shit, playboy best not<br>Guerillas ready to mob, and they will bust shots<br>I`m a certified nigga, nationwide nigga<br>Smooth and laid back, like some Moonshine liquor<br>Walks in Guerilla Maab, better show us some love<br>Paint the orange drop, pulling out on Dubs (on Dubs)<br><br>[Trae]<br>Bubble lighten up the night when I skate by (on Dubs)<br>Screens lit with a bad bitch on the buck eyed (on Dubs)<br>Chunking deuce out the roof, when I crawl (on Dubs)<br>More 18`s, making hatas call the laws (on Dubs)<br>A four-four grain waver, a lane glass paint stainer<br>A pop trunk swang banga, plus a Screwed Up entertainer<br>A drop top rearranger, strapped up with one up in the chamber<br>A block to block curve banga, with bops on jocks like Drena<br>Cause I`m a Dirty South shiner, with fifth wheels on recliner<br>A princess cut that`ll blind you, and looking Big like Tymers<br>If you don`t know where to find us, the nigga with chrome on the twins<br>With glass drop a Benz, three deep with twins and a friend and setting trends<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>On Dubs - 8x