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conversations.value: Write me a song called Magnolia (Freestyle) with the following description: One of Four songs dropped by Lil Wayne on July 4th, 2017. Wayne freestyles over Playboi Carti’s “Magnolia” which was on Carti’s self titled mixtape released in April of 2017. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  (
  Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
  )
  [Verse 1]
  Uh, in New York like Biggie rock, plants on the sock
  She runnin' from the cock and when I shoot I blatt
  Yeah, tell that thot her number blocked
  Yeah, Stunna number blocked
  This New Orleans milli' rock, let A Milli rock
  Me and woe don't really rock, evidently not, brr
  Yeah, tell 'em it's the rock
  In New York, let Jigga rock,
   
  I'm higher than my socks
  I'm twisted like my locks, big up to The LOX
  I did a show with Ja
  (
  Yo, Pierre, you wanna come out here?
  )
  Did a show with Ja, soon as I left the spot
  Pulled over by the cops, them bitches found my Glock
  They threw me in the box, eight months tops
  Starin' at the clock, commissary stopped
  Man, when Carter V drop, a nigga jaw gon' drop
  The bitches' drawers gon' drop and then the calls gon' drop
  Hello? I ball too hard, they flop, woah
  And all of these bitches got ass, how did they get it so fast?
  They ain't have that in the past, I still smash
  In L.A., they gettin' shots, bitch I know the docs
  M.I.A, we on a yacht, your bitch know where we dock [Chorus]
  Hold up, I ain't from the 'Nolia
  But Tunechi still a soldier
  And rest in peace to Soulja
  'Cause he was real Magnolia, yeah
  [Verse 2]
  And I fuck these hoes if I don't doze
  Off on that drank, if I do, bitch, you to blame, coochie lame
  Weed, stank, it better be the only thing
  Big bank take lil' bank, you know the game
  All these bitches want Young Carter, Young Carter
  The fireman and firestarter, need water
  Woo, all of your bitches, they poo, all of my bitches, they're new
  They got more bitches than you, all of these hoes in cahoots
  But my bitch keep me in the loop, 
  she blow me like hot Campbell's soup
  My woadies come out like a troop, innocent bystander, oops
  Enjoyin' my financial fruits, I'm in a pineapple coupe
  Passin' you up like juke, turnin' heads like a screw
  Give that ho a tip, enough to buy a whip
  Give that ho some sip, she fall asleep, I dip
  I'm rich, bitch, Money Mitch
  , 
  what's in that, bag? Fourteen bricks
  You got 14 bricks in that bag?
   Used to, used to drive a Masi'
  Used to be locked up with the dude that stalked Ashanti
  Used to be in Hollygrove with goons that caught them bodies
  Tunechi got so many hoes, they call me John Thotty
  To your bitch I'm Mr. Biggs, my nigga, Ron Isley
  I'm kamikazein' you niggas, Ronda Rousey
  It's New Orleans, Milly Rock, Trukfit to the socks
  OVO Jordans, the ones that haven't dropped, uh
  Waitin' for Carter V to drop, uh
  It's the, it's the rock, uh
  Tell them bitches it's the rock, yeah, yeah
  I'm throwin' up the rock, yeah [Chorus]
  I ain't from Magnolia
  But Tunechi still a soldier
  And rest in peace to Soulja
  'Cause he was real Magnolia, yeah