[Verse 1 - Young Cash]
See, me dawg?

I'm trying to be on MTV, dawg.
But I ain't paid rent and haven't ate in weeks, dawg!
Sweet Tea Mob, we the hardest down south,

But it's hard to write lyrics when a ^!$$%'s lights out.
I'm Big Virgil, that's Light Skin, that's Big Uzi.
We become rap stars, and star in all the movies.

I'll have a mansion in the Hamptons by P-Diddy,
Got 500 million copies laughing at that ^!$$% Fifty. (Ha ha!)
I'll be so rich, all my cars will be new ones, (will be new ones)

If I feel like it, might buy a couple humans. (couple humans)
Call Doela Man, tell him bring some weed around, (weed)
no more 5 dollar sacks, I buy 'em by the pound.

Graduate from Dickies and Chuck Taylor's, dawg, (Taylor's, dawg)
Now I wear Gucci suits and Alligators, dawg. (gators, dawg)
I might buy a house on Mars, now I know y'all jealous,

cause my homeboys like "How's Earth, fellas?"

[Chorus - T-Pain]

(We the mob)
We the thrillies, the truest and the realist
I'm the (?) got the (?) make this (?) mother$#&@er (We the mob)

We hustle, we grind and we solemnly swear
That never give a hoe a dime dime (We the mob)
Understand I'm the man where I'm from

I'mma rep my city 'til I'm done mother$#&@er (We the mob)