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conversations.value: Write me a song called Crime Stoppers with the following description: Atlanta Trap moguls Migos, Young Thug and Skippa da Flippa release a head bopping joint called, “Crime Stoppers”.  Over the London On Da Track production, Migos pipes it up, while Thugger spits some of his signature squeaky bars. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Young Thug]
  Thugger, Thugger! Migos!
  Bring them bales, bring that cookie, cocaola
  Woah, I thought I told you, told you
  [Chorus: Young Thug & 
  Quavo
  ]
  She so not playin', she gon' stop it
  I'm so fly like helicopters (Ayy)
  Tune the car up like a doctor
   (Ayy)
  Motherfuck all the crime stoppers
  Eat her inside like a lobster (Ayy)
  Chrome Heart glasses, Harry Potter
   (Ayy)
  Actavis in baby bottle
   (Hey)
  Balmain's on me like a model
   (Ayy)
  I don't wanna have a problem (Ayy)
  I won't ever ever bother (Hey)
  I won't watch it, ain't a stalker (Yeah)
  Lookin' down at these imposters
  Hurricane whip with my father
  Hurricane whip with my daughter (Ayy)
  I'm livin' life like a mobster
  I serve that kush like a Rasta
   (
  Quavo
  ) (Ayy)
  [Verse 1: Quavo & 
  Offset
  ]
  He lookin' like he a robber (He lookin')
  I call my niggas to pop up (Go get 'em)
  Watch out for snakes and koalas (Watch 'em)
  'Cause a nigga might sing like the opera (Singin')
  I got your ho on my roster (Your ho)
  No styrofoam, we drink out the bottle (Drank)
  My niggas came from the bottom (My niggas)
  Your niggas not eating, they starvin' (Ayy)
  Play with the keys like Marvin (Woo)
  Migos the maniac, Thugger the arson (Slatt)
  I beg your pardon (Bitch)
  If you want the gas then we got a garden (Gas)
  I'm with my woe like New Orleans (Woe)
  Trailblaze the money like Portland (Money)
  I make my hoes do orgies (Woo)
  Camera's in my room, you know it's recording (Movie)
  Two thousand just for the sneakers (Two thousand)
  My mom used to trap out the beeper (Brrr)
  You might think your ho a keeper (Your ho)
  'Til you see the way we treat her (Smash)
  When I put the dope in my hands (Dope)
  You never gon' see it again (Magic)
  I see that you fake through my lenses (Fake)
  I feel like breakin' Offset out the pen' (
  Offset
  ) [Verse 2: Offset]
  They broke me out of the pen'
   (I'm out)
  Back at it again, dressed in Louboutin (Louboutin)
  I hopped in the Benz, I put on my lens
  I put my ice on my neck, flooded, I'm drenched (Ice)
  Right before Christmas they let out the Grinch
  I hug on my mama, I pick up my prince (Kody)
  They slipped, the pistols they found had no prints
  I'm back to the ballin' like Jeremy Lin
  The Lambo no burnin', not makin' no sense (Lambo)
  Pinky ring like I'm a pimp (Pinky ring)
  Work your ho out like a gym (Work her out)
  That chopper give you Adele temp, fade
  She know Offset is a baller (Baller)
  We sippin' Actavis like water
  I'm still a savage, run up with some caution (Savage)
  Put your ass up for an auction
  Pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up, pipe it up (Pipe it up)
  Dabbin' in Balenciaga
  Shittin' on bitches and pissin' on niggas (Shit)
  It looks like I'm skiing with these Gucci goggles (Oh)
  And ain't nothin' changed, we still got the yoppa (Grrah)
  Still got them birds singin' like it's an opera (Brrr)
  Standin' on couches, dabbin' up in Opera
  Your diamonds are cloudy, your gold look like copper (Oh) [Chorus: Young Thug & 
  Takeoff
  ]
  She so not playin', she gon' stop it
  I'm so fly like helicopters (Ayy)
  Tune the car up like a doctor
   (Ayy)
  Motherfuck all the crime stoppers
  Eat her inside like a lobster (Ayy)
  Chrome Heart glasses, Harry Potter
   (Ayy)
  Actavis in baby bottle
   (Hey)
  Balmain's on me like a model
   (Ayy)
  I don't wanna have a problem (Ayy)
  I won't ever ever bother (Hey)
  I won't watch it, ain't a stalker (Yeah)
  Lookin' down at these imposters
  Hurricane whip with my father
  Hurricane whip with my daughter (Ayy)
  I'm livin' life like a mobster
  I serve that kush like a Rasta
   (Ayy) (
  Takeoff
  )
  [Verse 3: Takeoff & 
  Skippa Da Flippa
  ]
  Dressed in a suit like a mobster (Mob)
  For the bitches, my nigga, turn to a monster (Hurr)
  Catchin' plays in the bando like Alge Crumpler (Catchin' plays)
  Fuck a nigga's bitch, they call me Brian Pumper (Smash)
  9th grade I did it, had cookies stuffed down in my locker
  It ain't my fault, nigga, no Silk Da Shocker (What else?)
  I dab so hard that I need me an Oscar
  '
  08 I dropped out, I slam dunk like Vince Carter (Slam)
  When you trap, gotta be smarter, diamonds water
  These niggas do not go harder (No)
  Me and Skippa da Flippa, we switch-a-roo bitches
  We fuckin' that bitch one time and you gon' spoil her (Ayy)
  It's a 50 on me, walkin' with a wad (Money)
  Just copped a 100 round stuffed with some hollows
  I go buy 10 pints and you go buy a bottle
  If I go in my safe I'll be counting 'til tomorrow
  I got a Wells Fargo stashed up in my cargo
  You niggas Felicia, you niggas gon' borrow (bye Felicia)
  My double cup got the color of purple
  And I beat the pot like I'm Hoppo (Bih)
  This here's clean
  And it don't take a scientist to see you drinkin' Karo (Swear)
  I drop a four in a Faygo
  Pull out the chopper and make 'em dance, call it tango 
  (Flippa) [Chorus: Young Thug]
  She so not playin', she gon' stop it
  I'm so fly like helicopters (Ayy)
  Tune the car up like a doctor
   (Ayy)
  Motherfuck all the crime stoppers
  Eat her inside like a lobster (Ayy)
  Chrome Heart glasses, Harry Potter
   (Ayy)
  Actavis in baby bottle
   (Hey)
  Balmain's on me like a model
   (Ayy)
  I don't wanna have a problem (Ayy)
  I won't ever ever bother (Hey)
  I won't watch it, ain't a stalker (Yeah)
  Lookin' down at these imposters
  Hurricane whip with my father
  Hurricane whip with my daughter (Ayy)
  I'm livin' life like a mobster
  I serve that kush like a Rasta
   (Ayy)
  [Verse 4: Young Thug]
  She not gon' play, she gon' run that money up
  And give it to Thugger
  I'ma pull up on her wearin' three layers
  I'm dressed like a muh'fuckin' robber (Swag)
  I feel amazing, you know I go brazy
  You know I don't play 'bout no commas
  I sell some more green, I smoke on some more green
  I look like a muh'fuckin' forest, forest!
  Come to the Kroger for groceries
  More in it, more in it
  So bad she got her direction from Superhead (What)
  I know it, eh, eh
  Coward shit, you talk to the towers and internet
  Bitch I'm so on it, it (on it)
  I'm countin' it
  I'm seein' right through you, lil' bitch you should've got the presi-tint (Fuck it)
  Yeah, she 'bout it, she 'bout it
  She drop it, she 'bout it, she 'bout it (She 'bout it, she 'bout it)
  Yeah I'm just a player, you not milk, you not cowin' (Swear to God)
  She don't need no talk cause my jewelry be showerin' (I swear)
  I spent like 50 bands on that bitch, I was scoutin' it
  [Chorus: Young Thug]
  She so not playin', she gon' stop it
  I'm so fly like helicopters (Ayy)
  Tune the car up like a doctor
   (Ayy)
  Motherfuck all the crime stoppers
  Eat her inside like a lobster (Ayy)
  Chrome Heart glasses, Harry Potter
   (Ayy)
  Actavis in baby bottle
   (Hey)
  Balmain's on me like a model
   (Ayy)
  I don't wanna have a problem (Ayy)
  I won't ever ever bother (Hey)
  I won't watch it, ain't a stalker (Yeah)
  Lookin' down at these imposters
  Hurricane whip with my father
  Hurricane whip with my daughter (Ayy)
  I'm livin' life like a mobster
  I serve that kush like a Rasta
   (Ayy)