[Intro - Rico (Fat Joe)] Hello... (Coca) Aloha... (Cribs Mania) Love... (Yeah) Turn the on!
[Chorus - P (Fat Joe)] I ain't gotta lie, so even trip, I'm super-duper fly, you know I'm the shit, 220 on the dash, .40 on my hip, Throw up a bunch of cash, make them do the splits, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Because they know I'm the shit, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Aloha, (Yeah!) I'm so fly,
1 - Fat Joe] I'm supa dupa fly, you can call me boo, up in the SLR, have all the mamis sick of you, All them credits, you can throw them things away, You ain't gonna be needin' a job, you fuckin' Jose! Heyy, hello, hello, aloha, I go hard, I'm so fly, we so hot, so not, Shiiiit, other niggas is lame, See you on the sidelines, to put you in the game, Coca be the name, party's up in house, Pushed her through the door, set to her what the city 'bout, a couple blocks, got the dough and skate off, And just like Bernie, me and my made-off Hello!
- Pleasure P (Rico Love)] I ain't gotta lie, so even trip, I'm super-duper fly, you know I'm the shit, 220 on the dash, .40 on my hip, up a bunch of cash, make them bitches do the splits, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, (Aloha!) Because they that I'm the shit, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Aloha, (It's Love!) I'm so fly! (Turn the on!)
[Verse 2 - Rico Try to play me short, I'm a around and fade a bitch, Fresh up off the porch on that and them tater chips, Don't fuck lames, 'cause they be on that hater shit, If you got a with me go ahead and say that shit! I'm scuba-divin' in trick, Put the mic down, I'm on Anita Baker shit! Or you could me on the charts, Or up in St. Barts racing cars, "FUCK THE LAW" in by baby mama Roll, And she my mama 'cause them other bitches flaw! Ohhh, I'm what them bitches call, A pimp, it's pimpin' when I'm involved, Hello!
- Pleasure P] I gotta lie, so don't even trip, I'm super-duper fly, you know I'm the shit, 220 on the dash, .40 on my hip, Throw up a bunch of cash, make them do the splits, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Because they that I'm the shit, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Aloha, I'm so fly!
3 - Fat Joe] Now tell me why these haters see the end of Joe? Honestly, I'm out of ways to spend my dough, I'm burnin' down the stores, I'm a shopaholic, Whatcha know it ain't if you really got it! scarfs, Louis frames, Louis Chucks, Louis boxers, got all the she wants, yeahhhhh! And you got nothin' for us, Millions on the and the crib ain't got a mortgage, Yes I'm the rain man, must I remind Throw it in the air, watch her spread it like flu! Haha, they say Joey on other shit, And if that bitch start actin' up, I go and my other bitch!
- Pleasure P] I ain't lie, so don't even trip, I'm super-duper fly, you that I'm the shit, 220 on the dash, .40 on my hip, Throw up a bunch of cash, make bitches do the splits, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Because they know I'm the shit, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Aloha, I'm so fly!