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conversations.value: Write me a song called Money Mitch with the following description: The title of the song is a reference to the character Mitch in Paid in Full, who was nicknamed “Money makin Mitch” because of his hustling skills. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  (
  Zaytoven
  )
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what?
  Yeah, what? Yeah, yeah
  Yeah, what? Yeah
  [Verse 1]
  All your jewelry look funny
  All your bitches look funny
  All your money look funny
  No big-face hundreds (Hey)
  Yeah, Lil Uzi, huh, 1600 (Huh, huh)
  Yeah, crib look like the Playboy mansion, got sixteen bunnies (Ayy)
  Yeah, I'm the lover
  Yeah, do what I wanna
  Yeah, don't cop from that nigga right there 'cause he is a undie (12)
  Yeah, 'member they ain't love me
  Now these girls wanna hug me
  Only said that 'cause their boyfriends listenin' but these girls wanna fuck me
  Yeah, got the 'Rari
  Saw the Wraith, run it (Skrrt)
  Run it, run it (Yeah)
  Run it (Yeah), run it, yeah
  Now I'm on top of the game, I remember I was nothing (What?)
  If I talk to you, girl, man, I swear you lucky
  Ooh, swim in it
  Ooh, let me touch it
  Turn around, girl, let me bust it (Woo)
  Running back, running back, rush it
  Yeah, in Atlanta (In Atlanta)
  Like I'm TJ Duckett (What?)
  Dior suit
  Take the arm and I cuff it (Ayy)
  Trust no one for nothing (No)
  Run up and they bust it (Bow)
  Take Xans 'til I stumble (Woo)
  Full bars, now I punt 'em
  Look, she brung her friends, they wanna tumble (Yeah)
  Talk to mines in the huddle
  All my niggas, they some savages (Yeah)
  You could leave 'em in the jungle (Jungle)
  You could leave 'em in the desert (Yeah)
  They some dogs, need a muzzle
  Baby girl, turn around
  I do not wanna cuddle (No)
  Damn, you wet like a puddle, yeah
  Said, you wet like a puddle, yeah
  And I'm feelin' myself, what?
  On a molly and an edible
  Now your life is ahead of you (Yeah)
  No one is ahead of you (No)
  Mike Tyson, I'm impeccable (Yeah)
  Man, I swear that's what this bread'll do (What?)
  Yeah (Huh?)
  Man, I swear that's what this bread'll do (Money, money)
  She took me in the backroom, said, "See what this head'll do" (Huh) [Chorus]
  Run it, run it (Run it)
  Bitch, run it
  Hundred thousand in jewelry, yeah
  Told my jeweler run it, ayy
  Why you keep talking 'bout money? (What?)
  Boy, you ain't got no money (No)
  Why you keep on sneak-dissing? (Yeah)
  Boy, I am not no dummy (No)
  [Verse 2]
  Got a white bitch, her name Connie (Yeah)
  Slide in the Lam' like a Johnny (Skrrt)
  In LA TMZ run up on me, kicking the cam like karate
  Yeah, in a Porsche
  She in a Masi' (Vroom)
  She got pictures of me when I was sleep
  Said she want fifteen thousand
  Run it, run it (Bitch)
  Run it, run it (Stupid bitch)
  Once I pay that money, ayy
  Lil' bitch you is a done-ya, ayy
  Big gun like I'm huntin', yeah
  My cousin was choppin' them onions, yeah
  Move that shit straight out the oven (Yeah)
  Went on the block, made a hundred (Lil Uzi)
  Yeah, went on the block, made a hundred (Yeah)
  Hundred thousand (Whoa)
  All of my niggas, they wildin' (Yeah)
  I'm a Vlone thug, that's why I'm stylish (Yeah)
  My main girl, I swear that she in college
  She give me brain, that's how I get knowledge (Huh)
  In that studio rocking that Alyx (Yeah)
  Yeah, smokin' gas got me high like a pilot (Huh)
  Met a girl and she worked at that Follies
  Met a girl that work at Magic City (City)
  Yeah, the girl at Follies, she got the titties
  The girl at Magic, she got the body
  On the real neither one of them fit me (Uh)
  Yeah, neither one of these girls get me, yeah
  They only with me 'cause I got these hundreds and these fifties, yeah (What?)
  Lil Uzi don't move with no twenties (No way)
  Yeah, funny thing is that you really don't move with money (Yeah)
  You still move with them tens and them fives (Yeah)
  You still move with those nickels and dimes (What?)
  You took that girl to, um, meet your mom (What?)
  But I fucked that girl right on the come
  Put them girls all in a line
  Boy, I'm not lyin'
  Please do not get out of line
  I am a Leo like lion (Huh) [Chorus]
  Run it, run it (Run it)
  Bitch, run it (Yeah)
  Hundred thousand in jewelry
  Told my jeweler run it
  Why you keep talking 'bout money?
  Boy, you ain't got no money
  Why you keep on sneak dissing?
  Boy, I am not no dummy (No)
  [Outro]
  Yeah, got the 'Rari
  Saw the Wraith, run it
  Run it, run it
  Run it, run it