[Intro - Love (Fat Joe)] Hello... (Coca) Aloha... (Cribs Mania) Love... (Yeah) Turn the on!
- Pleasure 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 of cash, make them bitches do the splits, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Because know that 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 me Missy's boo, Pull up in the SLR, all the mamis sick of you, All them college credits, you can throw things 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, them other is lame, See you on the sidelines, to put you in the game, Coca be the name, up in Diddy's house, her through 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 baby 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, Throw up a bunch of cash, make them do the splits, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, (Aloha!) Because they know 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 me short, I'm a fuck around and fade a bitch, Fresh up off the porch on that Kool-Aid and tater chips, fuck with lames, 'cause they be on that hater shit, If you got a with me go ahead and say that shit! I'm in Jamaica trick, Put the mic down, I'm on Anita Baker shit! Or you find me on the charts, Or up in St. Barts European cars, Screamin' "FUCK THE LAW" in by baby Roll, And she my baby mama 'cause them other flaw! Ohhh, I'm what other bitches call, A muthafuckin' pimp, pimpin' when I'm involved, Hello!
- Pleasure P] I ain't gotta lie, so don't trip, I'm super-duper fly, you know I'm the shit, 220 on the dash, .40 on my hip, Throw up a of cash, make them bitches do the splits, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Because know that I'm the shit, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Aloha, I'm so fly!
[Verse 3 - Fat Now tell me why these haters see the end of Joe? Honestly, I'm out of ways to spend my dough, I'm burnin' the stores, I'm such a shopaholic, Whatcha know it ain't if you really got it! Louis scarfs, Louis frames, 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, I remind you? Throw it in the air, watch her it like swine flu! Haha, say Joey on some 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 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, Because know that I'm the shit, say Hello, hello, hello, aloha, Aloha, I'm so fly!