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[Intro: Ty Boogie & Ghostface Killah] Oh, man, let's go, baby, we gon' take it We gon' take it uptown one time Yo, Ghost, I need you to take it uptown one time Hahahaha, come on Ah, one-two, ah, one-two (New Ghostface) Ah, one-two, ah, one-two (New Ghostface) I'd like to introduce myself (Uh-huh) My name is a big star (Come on) [Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Ayo, shawty got a fatty (Fatty) Love gettin' cream (Cream) Party out in Brooklyn, Staten, she from Queens (Queens) Neck on aqua, stay shakin' the block up Smellin' like Kayali, that's from the top up (Top up) '88 Billie Jean braids, all boxed up She's livin' her best life, lookin' to gеt rocked up Big door knockers with her namе in the middle (Middle) Sweatpants, ass like jelly, it's all jiggle (Jiggle) Certified groaner, wrestlin' over pickles The dick don't fit, they callin' in an acquittal She about 5'4", 5'6" paired with dimples She ain't with that arguin' shit, she mad simple (Simple) [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Nothing, nothing She get fly like it's Nothing, nothing She hold it down like it's Nothing, nothing You can't really tell her Nothing, nothing Let's go [Verse 2: Ghostface Killah & Aisha Hall] Ayo, Ghostface, where the mall at, baby? I know the big shit, the third floor is crazy I need that new MCM bag, cream and navy Can you buy that for me, pretty Ton'? Bitch, you crazy I got that red devil dust phone, 116 Stepped off the D train at 12:15 Saw a pretty girl (Girl), so I slid beside her Said, "Yo, that Polo red rugby's on fire" Hey, you passed me, that's a tall mistake The way you're jingling, baby, glass floors'll brake These lines is not swine, that's Hostess cakes Plus, my name Ton' Starks, not Frosted Flakes Yeah, Gucci bracelets, Salt-N-Pepa rope chains Rock a baseball hat with a cold bang Gold French cream honey in her own lane Straight off the bloc, shawty made her own name [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Nothing, nothing She get fly like it's Nothing, nothing She hold it down like it's Nothing, nothing You can't really tell her Nothing, nothing Let's go [Outro: Ty Boogie & George Benson] Nothing, nothing, no-no— nothing Now we went all over the five boroughs, we went all over the five boroughs Ghost, I need you to bring it back to Staten Island, man I need you to bring it back to Staten Island, man Nothing, nothing Nothing, nothing Nothing, nothing (Uh-uh) Oh, it's that vibe right here, hold on James Moody, you can come on in, man And you can blow now if you want to We're through Feel like I'm in a time machine I wanna take it back to like '88, '86, somethin' like that