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conversations.value: Write me a song called Hoe In You (Remix) with the following description: For the remix of his song Hoe In You, Royce Rizzy adds Curtis Williams and IamSu! to go along with a verse from Wiz Khalifa.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Hook]
  Your bitch all on my phone cause she know you lame
  All y'all rocking leather suede, y'all all the same
  Know I go to [?] get designer frames
  And I can't fuck with you cause I can see the ho in you
  Oh I can see the ho in you
  [Verse 1 - Royce Rizzy]
  This the remix, I’m just doing what I’m supposed to do
  And y’all be sleeping on the kid and I be showing you
  Cartiers on so I can see the ho in you
  And why your bitch suck me off if she in love with you
  Can’t trust no nigga, can’t trust no ho
  And I smell like money, so that bitch gone go
  Fuck her, then I leave her, she get mad after
  Khalifa Kush is in the bong and then I dab after
  And I ball like Vince Carter, I should be a Raptor
  She said hit it from the back and make my ass fatter
  I’m making millions [?] and they can’t take it from me
  I see the ho in these niggas and they ain’t getting money
  [Hook]
  [Verse 2 – Iamsu!]
  X ray vision, I’m looking straight through you
  Do a whole lot of talking, but still can’t prove it
  And you could buy every single car off the lot
  And it still won’t make up for everything that you not
  I see the ho in you, yeah ain’t no way around it
  And ain’t no way to hide it, nigga come up out the closet
  Got your main bitch shaking from it
  She said that dick so good she want to take it from me
  Damn, damn, these hoes only showing off for Instagram
  Real niggas, we bout stacking up them Benjamins
  Young Suzy, Rizzy, and Khalifa man
  Hit the gmail, you’re looking for the fiction man [Hook]
  [Verse 3 - Curtis Williams]
  Got it by myself, boy I ain’t need no help
  [?] denim with the [?] belt
  Cobblestones got this printer surfing
  Know these niggas mad that this nigga working
  But they bitch all on my line cause they know she lame
  Boy I’m a real nigga, we are not the same
  She sniffing the plate, I’m rolling the blunt, my niggas is straight
  I been getting paid, booked up for these shows, you niggas is late
  I see the ho in all you fake niggas
  Had to keep my grass cut cause all you snake niggas
  I’m rolling weed while I’m smoking weed
  Ask about em, bet they know it’s me
  [Hook]
  [Verse 4 - Wiz Khalifa]
  I'm a young rich nigga, rocking my white tee and furs
  To keep it real and make a billion, I might be the first
  These haters just hating to hate, they just like being heard
  But I ain't gonna lie to 'em
  Just bought a new watch but I ain't got no time for em
  Stacking up all this change, stacking up all this change
  So many niggas in the way, can't enjoy the game
  So many pounds coming in, neighbors going berserk
  So many choppers in my crib, don't make 'em go to work
  That's all day, I fuck three the hard way
  They fuck with me the long way
  Wiz the man, shorty put me dead inside her dinner plans
  Damn, ain't no sense in getting sentimental
  She was gone soon as they sent the menu [Hook]