conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Cup with the following description: “Cup” by Juicy J featuring Wiz Khalifa & Chevy was dropped on Tuesday, February 21st, 2012.
  It’s an ode to Lean a.k.a. Purple.
  We all know Juicy J is loves his lean, and stays with Codiene in his cup
  Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Shout out to California, that's what I'm smoking on
  Pittsburgh in this bitch, Memphis..
  We got one rolled up - bout to go to the crib
  And change clothes, for like the 3rd time today
  Trippy niggas
  [Verse 1: Juicy J]
  Throwed everything slow, Taylors and some hoes
  VIP smoking dope, blowing on some O’s
  Straight gin, no chaser, and I popped a roll
  Puttin' Happy Birthday up a white chick nose
  They like when you brought a zone when you finna go
  My paper’s so long and bitch I’m finna blow
  Big wads in my hands at all times
  Bombay Gin dance and hoes is all mine
  Please don’t lose your mind 'cause I’m Juicy J
  Throw, and I get a 9, tint all in my cars
  Hoes acting hard
  Blowing smoke on a broad call my boys like all aboard
  Turn up on a drank, smokin' on some stank
  I'm with your bitch now I'm diggin' in the paint
  Ice game chilly ain't no nigga fuckin' with me
  Get high till it kill me, smoke, sip, pop pilly
  [Chorus: Juicy J]
  Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
  Keep purple in my cup cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
  Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
  Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
  Keep purple in my [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
  Uh, going all out puttin' all my bank in
  Get a raw paper put a lil' dank in
  Don’t got time for no motherfuckin' fake friends
  Real Taylors smoke good weed and drink gin
  Now it's hard to name a country that I ain’t been
  Party all night, party till the day end
  Do a show, get some racks, spend it all, get it back
  I don’t really give a fuck nigga
  They bringing Dom P soon as I hit the club nigga
  If you ain’t 'bout them peace signs I don’t fuck withcha
  Nigga, If I talk it, I live it
  What you make a year I go to Chanel and spend it
  Hand me that Bombay, I'll show you what to do with some gin
  Everytime I blow a mil' I bring two of them in
  I already changed the game once, I'm 'bout to do it again
  Left in a Rolls, just came through in a Benz
  [Chorus: Juicy J]
  Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
  Keep purple in my cup cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
  Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
  Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
  Keep purple in my
  [Verse 3: Chevy Woods]
  Couple pulls got me feelin' like a cartoon
  I'm spaceship high, pass that Warren Moon
  She turned up, saying that she rolling up that green Hulk
  That bitch only come around when the weed spark
  Home smokin' on some shit you ain’t never had
  Say it like you from the Bay, baby girl you hella bad
  I'm doped up, hardtop off the old school
  Gas station 7 digits off the low fuel
  Big bank take lil' bank, nigga cash
  She wanna beef Ocho you don’t get a pass
  G shit huh 4800 though
  Cali street weed I don’t do the medical
  Ballin' like a nigga playing 4 quarters
  My old head, Blazer, call him Terry Porter
  T-G-O-D by a landslide
  Blue chucks, black skully on the left side