I ain't gotta lie, so don't even trip,
you know that I'm the shit,
220 on the dash, that .40 on my hip,
Throw up a bunch of cash,
make them bitches do the splits,
Hello, hello, hello, aloha
Hello, hello, hello, aloha
(Yeah!) because I'm so fly,
you can call me Missy's boo,
Pull up in the SLR, have all
All them college credits,
you can throw them things away,
You ain't gonna be needin' a job,
Heyy, hello, hello, aloha,
I go hard, I'm so fly, we so hot,
Shiiiit, them other niggas is lame,
See you on the sidelines,
time to put you in the game,
party's up in Diddy's house,
Pushed her through the door,
set to show her what the city 'bout,
got the dough and skate off,
I ain't gotta lie, so don't even trip,
you know that I'm the shit,
220 on the dash, that .40 on my hip,
Throw up a bunch of cash,
make them bitches do the splits,
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Because they know that I'm the shit,
Hello, hello, hello, aloha
Aloha, (It's Love!) because
I'm a fuck around and fade a bitch,
Fresh up off the porch on that Kool-
Aid and them tater chips,
'cause they be on that hater shit,
If you got a problem with me go ahead
I'm scuba- divin' in Jamaica trick,
I'm on that Anita Baker shit!
Or you could find me on the charts,
Or up in St. Barts racing European cars,
And she my baby mama 'cause
it's pimpin' when I'm involved,
I ain't gotta lie, so don't even trip,
you know that I'm the shit,
220 on the dash, that .40 on my hip,
Throw up a bunch of cash,
make them bitches do the splits,
Hello, hello, hello, aloha,
Because they know that I'm the shit,
Hello, hello, hello, aloha
Aloha, because I'm so fly!
Now tell me why these hater
Honestly, I'm runnin' out of
I'm burnin' down the stores,
Whatcha know it ain't trickin if
Louis scarfs, Louis frames,
Louis boxers, got all the Louis she wants,
And you ain't got nothin' for us,
Millions on the tourin' and the
crib ain't got a mortgage,
watch her spread it like swine flu!
Haha, they say Joey on some other shit,
And if that bitch start actin' up,
I go and grab my other bitch!
I ain't gotta lie, so don't even trip,
you know that I'm the shit,
220 on the dash, that .40 on my hip,
Throw up a bunch of cash,
make them bitches do the splits,
Hello, hello, hello, aloha
Hello, hello, hello, aloha
Aloha, because I'm so fly!
