[Intro - Love (Fat Joe)] Hello... (Coca) Aloha... (Cribs Mania) Love... (Yeah) Turn the on!
[Chorus - P (Fat Joe)] I gotta 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, them bitches do the splits, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Because they that I'm the shit, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Aloha, (Yeah!) I'm so fly,
[Verse 1 - Fat I'm supa dupa fly, you can me Missy's boo, Pull up in the SLR, all the mamis sick of you, All them college credits, you can throw them away, You ain't gonna be needin' a job, you with 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, up in Diddy's house, Pushed her the door, set to show her what the city 'bout, Touched a blocks, got the dough and skate off, And just like Bernie, me and my made-off Hello!
[Chorus - P (Rico Love)] I ain't gotta lie, so even trip, I'm fly, you know that 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, (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 fuck around and a bitch, Fresh up off the porch on that and them tater chips, Don't fuck with lames, 'cause they be on that shit, If you got a problem with me go and say that shit! I'm in Jamaica trick, Put the mic down, I'm on that Anita shit! Or you could me on the charts, Or up in St. Barts European cars, Screamin' "FUCK THE LAW" in by baby Roll, And she my baby 'cause them other bitches flaw! Ohhh, I'm what other bitches call, A muthafuckin' pimp, pimpin' when I'm involved, Hello!
[Chorus - 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, them 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!
3 - Fat Joe] Now tell me why these haters see the end of Joe? Honestly, I'm runnin' out of ways to 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 you? Throw it in the air, watch her it like swine flu! Haha, they say Joey on other shit, And if that bitch start up, I go and grab my other bitch!
- Pleasure P] I ain't 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!