[Intro: Cam'ron & Kanye West]
Uh, Killa
Baby
Kanye, this that 1970s Heron flow, huh?
Yeah, let's speed it up
Y'all hear people talkin' 'bout who hot, who not
Man, they don't know we finna kill the game this year (Uh, I'm back in)
Killa, Ye, come on (Uh, uh)

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]
Ayo, street mergers, I legislated, the nerve, I never hated
On murders, premeditated, absurd, I hesitated (Absurd)
Observe, cock and spray, hit you from a block away
Drinking sake on a Suzuki, we in Osaka Bay (Ayy)
Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place (Place)
Pluck your ace, take your girl, fuck her face (Face)
She dealin' with Killa, so you love her taste (Love it)
She swallowin' Killa 'cause she love the taste (What else?)
I got brought up with crookin', kitchen orders that I'm cookin'
But got caught up with the juxin', would've thought I was from Brooklyn
It gets boring just lookin' (For real)
Feel like Bill Cosby (Uh), pourin' in the pudding
Now, the dashboard is wooden from my hard-tangled grammar (What else?)
Interior inferior, Star-Spangled Banner (Damn)
Car game bananas (Bananas), my man and 'Tana ('Tana)
Guns everywhere like the car came with hammers, he's back
[Chorus: Kanye West & Syleena Johnson]
They tryna say he (I'm down, down)
I hear n***as sayin' he (I'm down, but not out)
But our flows the truest (Oh), the game's in the nooses (Not out)
Our girls is the models (Oh), they coochies the juiciest
Yeah, they say he (I'm down, down)
Yeah, they say he (I'm down, but not out)
'Cause I'm back on my grind (Oh), money back on my mind (Not out)
Ye and Killa Cam (Oh), the world is mine

[Verse 2: Cam'ron]
I treat bitches straight up like Simon Says (What?)
Open vagina, put your legs behind your head (You flexible)
Cop me Air Ones, hon, lime and red
You got pets? Me too (Me too), mines are dead, doggy
Fox, minks, gators, that's necessary (Necessary)
Accessories, my closet's Pet Sematary (What else?)
I get approached by animal activists
I live in a zoo, I run scandals with savages (Be for real)
All my n***as get together to gather loot
Bodyguard for what? Dog, I'd rather shoot (Be serious)
I go to war, old Timb', battered boots (And what else?)
Hand grenade, goggles, and a parachute (That's all I need)
Y'all don't even know the name of my flip (At all)
It was "Touch Me, Tease Me" when Case was the shit (Back in '96)
You don't know bout the cases I get (Uh-huh)
Court case, briefcase, suitcase, cases of Cris', ow
[Chorus: Kanye West & Syleena Johnson]
They tryna say he (I'm down, down)
I hear n***as sayin' he (I'm down, but not out)
But our flows the truest (Oh), the game's in the nooses (Not out)
Our girls is the models (Oh), they coochies the juiciest
Yeah, they say he (I'm down, down)
Yeah, they say he (I'm down, but not out)
'Cause I'm back on my grind (Oh), money back on my mind (Not out)
Ye and Killa Cam (Oh), the world is mine

[Verse 3: Cam'ron]
Ayo, you dealin' with some sure shit (Uh-huh), my bitches pure thick
Play razor tag, slice your face, you're it
It's I who come by, drive-thru
Gator-toed Mauri, three quarters, sky blue
Look at mami, eyes blue, 5'2"
I approached her, "Hi, boo, how you?" (What up, ma?)
"Pony-skin Louis? Oh, you fly too" (What's really good?)
"You a stewardess? Good, ma, I fly too" (Swear to God)
Now a n***a got bacon to bake (I fly too)
Harlem Shake? Nah, I'm in Harlem shakin' the weight
Shakin' the bait, shakin' the jakes
Kill you (Uh-huh), shoot the funeral up, then Harlem Shake at your wake (Uh-huh)
Just your picture, though, you still taped in a lake
I'm laughin', you couldn't wait to escape
For anyone who owed the dough, I had to load the four
I hope a n***a heard when I said, "I told you so"
Uh, Killa
[Chorus: Kanye West & Syleena Johnson]
They tryna say he (I'm down, down)
I hear n***as sayin' he (I'm down, but not out)
But our flows the truest (Oh), the game's in the nooses (Not out)
Our girls is the models (Oh), they coochies the juiciest
Yeah, they say he (I'm down, down)
Yeah, they say he (I'm down, but not out)
'Cause I'm back on my grind (Oh), money back on my mind (Not out)
Ye and Killa Cam (Oh), the world is mine

[Outro: Cam'ron]
Killa
You already know, Harlem
Whole Midwest
Detroit, Naptown, St. Louis
Chicago, of course
Westside, holla at me
Southside, Wild Hundreds
You know what it is, Ohio
Columbus, holla at your boy
You know what else I do
Dayton, Youngstown, Cleveland, Cincinnati