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conversations.value: Write me a song called Watch Yo Lady with the following description: On “Watch Yo Lady,” Carson rapper Ab-Soul and Kendrick Lamar team up to warn the opposition about their skills with the ladies. They trade bars about superior intellect and expensive jewelry, in addition to tackling more meaningful topics, such as police brutality.
  This track marks the third joint effort between the two TDE labelmates on Ab-Soul’s Long Term project. They also collaborated on “Blow Them Horns II” and “Day in the Life.” They had previously worked together on several tracks from Kendrick’s C4 project, which was also released in January of 2009. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Ab-Soul & 
  Kendrick Lamar
  ]
  Chh-
   (slurp)
  Bounce, bounce 
  Uh, uh
  Bounce, bounce (DJ Dave)
  Ha!
  Sound like some more dynasty shit
  Feel me go
  (You are now in tune with your wifey favorite DJ)
  Ooh-ooh-ooh
  (DJ Ill-Will)
  Turn this up
  [Verse 1: Ab-Soul & 
  Kendrick Lamar
  ]
  I'm a soldier mane, thought I told ya mane
  I aim and flame ya, I'm the pro-to-pane 
  Ahh
  Niggas sizing me up like I'm buying a tux
  So I interrupt, crease 'em, iron 'em up
  With the nina, not talking 'bout the two singers
  'Cause a leprechaun wouldn't even press his luck
  I'm sure to pluck any chicken with a rhythm I could fuck
  I tell 'em call me up
  Like is it on or what?
  Can I cut 'til dawn, or what?
  A slut say she want a slice of all of us
  Intelligent, say her marble's marvelous
  She go down south like black colleges
  I'm a psychologist, I tell her I can adjust
  Anything in the world that be bothering her
  Everywhere I go, guarantee she go
  Pussy pop on the low, like a silencer [Bridge: Ab-Soul & Kendrick Lamar]
  Back to the realest shit, cop a car, mash that
  Crash that, then I'm back at the dealership
  Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my left wrist
  Diamonds on my right wrist, damn it I'm the brightest
  Back to the realest shit
  Yeah, exclamation, fuck a explanation
  [Chorus: Ab-Soul & 
  Kendrick Lamar
  ]
  Better watch yo (Lady)
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  Better watch yo (Lady)
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  Better watch yo (Lady)
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  [Verse 2: Ab-Soul & 
  Kendrick Lamar
  ]
  Uh, back to the realist shit
  Niggas ain't raw, you grillin'
  I'ma menage a woman and I—
  Barrage be intimate, a massage beginning with
  Caress from her tongue, deep throat raw
  Lot's of trauma, your baby momma
  Brain is crazy—Jeffrey Dahmer
  And I'm finna shoot—
  like a dirty llama
  Big truck kicking up dust—conquer
  Chocolate seats—Willy Wonka
  Passenger
  —Pretty Woman
  Direct a fact
  —bring your compass
  You bringing Carson
  —you bringing Compton
  Y'all bring the nonsense
  We bring the real, like Pro Tools, never gross 500 mil
  And we out in Brazil, in the green like Blanka
  Bonkers—tell 'em Top Dawg is here [Bridge: Ab-Soul & Kendrick Lamar]
  Back to the realest shit, cop a car, mash that
  Crash that, then I'm back at the dealership
  Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my left wrist
  Diamonds on my right wrist, damn it I'm the brightest
  Back to the realest shit
  Yeah, exclamation, fuck a explanation
  [Chorus: Ab-Soul & 
  Kendrick Lamar
  ]
  Better watch yo (Lady)
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  Better watch yo (Lady)
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  Better watch yo (Lady)
  Yuh—yuh, yuh, yuh
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar & 
  Ab-Soul
  ]
  I think it's that, give us that gat
  Whatever war you bring, just send me to Iraq
  I rap like my tongue was sitting on a match
  You struck by lightning, frightening, gotta be a Heisman
  Trophy,
   low-key, the one and only
  Slay a ho, play a ho like a oldie
  Yup, and I'm dope like Opie
  Um, so I'm out when the police
  Come, like a nut,
   I'm a nut
  For the bucks like a shotgun bust, and I bust
  Venom inside the brains of young dames
  Like Mr. Dash speaking to his kids on Jay-
  Z—
  We runnin' the game
  Y'all slipping like run in the rain
  Ya bitches running away from y'all to us
  In God we trust, at y'all we bust [Bridge: Ab-Soul & Kendrick Lamar]
  Back to the realest shit, cop a car, mash that
  Crash that, then I'm back at the dealership
  Diamonds on my neck, diamonds on my left wrist
  Diamonds on my right wrist, damn it I'm the brightest
  Back to the realest shit
  Yeah, exclamation, fuck a explanation
  [Chorus: Ab-Soul & 
  Kendrick Lamar
  ]
  Better watch yo (Lady)
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  Better watch yo (Lady)
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  (Boom) 
  Bounce
   (Boom) 
  Bounce
  Better watch yo (Lady)
  Yeah
  (Boom, boom)
  Yeah, uh
  (Boom, boom)