[Intro: Cam'ron]

Look ma

I don't care who you with, I ain't here to shoot the shit

You see me, you gon' see an exclusive whip, a coupe de six

That's neither here nor there, but we can be here or there, you feel me?

I'm Killa, so that means you're dealing with scrilla

You ever felt Chinchilla, huh?

Uh-huh

Killa!

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]

Ayo, she either on the internet (Computer), or watching Lifetime (TV)

But she never met me in her lifetime (Never)

Wore a size five (Five), but with five-nine ('Nine)

I keep nine nines, nine for the pipeline

[Verse 2: Hell Rell]

And they call me Ruger Rell—how you doing, baby? (What's good?)

I'm like U-Haul with the bricks: I can move 'em, baby (Yup)

Yeah, Mr. Campbell—I'm kind of souped, ma

But I ain't with the talking 'less you getting in the coupe, come on

[Verse 3: Cam'ron & Hell Rell]

Yeah, plus her eyes hot (Hot), get in my drop (Drop)

She said, "Why?" ("Why?") Shit, I'm like, "Why not?" (Come on)

Where you wanna go? The Waffle House? IHOP? (IHOP)

Or sit your head in my lap: Meet Cyclops (And, well)

[Verse 4: Hell Rell]

Or we can do Mr. K's on the weekdays (Yup)

Steakhouse weekends (Yup), feeling using sheepskins (Word)

Now I'm all grown up with a peach Benz (That's right)

I'm tryna fuck, I ain't really wanna be friends (Uh-uh)

[Chorus: Cam'ron]

She fly (She fly), she cute (She cute)

She ride (In what?), in coupes (Oh)

She shrewd, she nice, she rude (Killa!)

But she still want something new

[Verse 5: Cam'ron]

Dipset! Remember, some are crazy (loco)

But you been mad since Brenda had a baby ('91)

I'm just a offspring (Tch), members of the '80s

Can't surrender to a lady, get offended if they play me, whoa

I know, a lot of men are phony

You just looking for that homey that can be your tenderoni (Tenderoni)

That one and only, that "stop from being lonely"

The Chachi to your Joanie, to rock ya little pony, too

[Verse 6: Hell Rell]

Hell Rell and a model sitting in a GT (Ooh)

K-I-S-S-I-N-G (Okay)

First come love, nah, it ain't love (Nope)

I'm a gangsta, make her hold my guns and my drugs (Oh, oh, yeah)

Yeah I know she feeling a gangsta

But (But) it's hard for her to deal with a gangsta (Why?)

'Cause it's certain things she gotta do to keep me happy (Uh-huh)

Fry some good chicken (Yup), when I hit it call me daddy (Ooh)

I'm from Weeks Ave, mama (Mama), I get cash, mama (Mama)

Those some sexy thighs, I like that ass, mama (Ooh)

I'm something like a G 'cause I bust my mag (Yeah)

Mama you don't love me, you just love my swag, yeah (Haha, oh yeah)

[Chorus: Cam'ron]

She fly (she fly), she cute (She cute)

She ride (In what?), in coupes (Oh)

She shrewd, she nice, she rude (Killa!)

But she still want something new (Come on, Killa, Dip–)

[Verse 7: Cam'ron]

And I'm lactose intolerant, pack toast, no tolerance (No tolerance)

Black MAC in backpack, Blackjack, ain't holla since (Holla since)

Any turbulence (turbulence), we'll go to Providence (Get low)

Keep the murder tints (Tints), on the Impala mint (Shh)

Any murder prints? (Shh) No acknowledgement (That's what? Not us)

I go to work, sir (Sir), she in college, miss

If I like her, I'm cuffing her

The wife of a hustler, be nice to your customers (Customers)

When she bite it, I muzzle her

Tight when I cuddle her—that's right when I puzzle her (Puzzle her)

Yeah, I'm right for the jugular

I ain't tryna juggle her, diamonds when I smother her, Killa! (Uh-huh)

[Verse 8: Hell Rell]

And you know all my guns got a muffler

Just wanna see the slut in her, I don't want a hug from her (Nope)

This the life, and I'm living it up (ha)

If you wanna be with a G (Uh-huh), then get in my truck, yeah (Get in, yeah)

[Chorus: Cam'ron]

She fly (she fly), she cute (she cute)

She ride (in what?), in coupes (oh)

She shrewd, she nice, she rude

But she still want something new