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conversations.value: Write me a song called Money Spread with the following description: On “Money Spread,” Lil Uzi Vert and Young Nudy rap about their immense wealth and sexual endeavors. They also rap about their lives of violence, as they both had difficult upbringings in Philadelphia and East Atlanta, respectively.
  This is the second collaboration between the trio of Uzi, Nudy, and Pi’erre Bourne, following Nudy and Pi’erre’s May 2019 track, “Extendo.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: Lil Uzi Vert & 
  Jamie Foxx
  ]
  (
  Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
  )
  Oh my God
  Yeah
  Y'all niggas be workin' so hard
  I don't do nothin'
  I don't do shit (Lil Uzi)
  Y'all want this shit so bad (Lil Uzi, I swear)
  Y'all want it? Come on, you can have it
  Huh-huh-huh, huh, hurry up, hurry up, take this shit (Huh-huh-huh)
  Take it 'fore I take it back (Hurry up)
  Let's go
  [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
  Open up a loaf of bread, then spread it out
  I remember I almost ain't make it out (Yeah)
  You too old, you just keep tryna burn it out
  She said, "Lil Uzi, please, can you eat me out?"
  I said, "No, I cannot, I could beat it out"
  Put it in her, she screamin' like, "Take it out" (Ouch)
  There's no feelings with no, um, relations now
  I had got money, then took the paper route (Yeah)
  My deposit, it look just look like my saving now
  Get hit with a charge, my boy gon' take it now
  But don't worry, 'cause we gonna break him out (We got him)
  Cook the crack like a chef, so I base it out (Whip it)
  Okay, my, my, my, my, that's my baby now
  Keep it on the low 'cause that's your lady now
  I just made me a hundred and eighty now
  That's how much the promoter be payin' now [Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
  What you gon' do? Yeah, huh
  When they come for you? Yeah, huh
  What you gon' do? Yeah, huh
  When they come for you? Yeah, huh
  I don't wear boots, yeah, huh
  But I'm off the boot, yeah, huh
  I don't ever lose, I don't ever snooze
  'Cause I just popped me two blues, yeah
  No, I don't follow no rules
  Fuck your bitch right out the sole of her shoes, yeah
  That Billie Jean, Billie Jean, Billie Jean, yeah
  These niggas stealin' my moves, yeah
  Five-seveN, Five-seveN, Five-seveN, Five, FN bust your top, yeah
  Put it right in her neck just like a tie
  I go to her crib just with my fire
  I got a thot live on my opp's block
  She always give up the drop (Drop)
  We always gon' be on top
  Whether you like it or not (Not, not)
  My chain too cold, but I'm hot, made it colder
  Hit from the back, she made me say, "Woah, there" (Let's go)
  I hit that girl, made her pull her rotor (Okay)
  I hit that, then I had break my shoulder (Yeah, yeah)
  [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
  Open up a loaf of bread, then spread it out (Out)
  I remember I almost ain't make it out (Out)
  You too old, you just keep tryna burn it out (Oh)
  She said, "Lil Uzi, please, can you eat me out?" (Yeah)
  I said, "No, I cannot, I could beat it out" (Ew)
  Put it in her, she screamin' like, "Take it out" (Ouch)
  There's no feelings with no, um, relations now (Yeah)
  I had got money, then took the paper route (Let's go)
  My deposit, it look just look like my saving now (Yeah)
  Get hit with a charge, my boy gon' take it now (Woo)
  But don't worry, 'cause we gonna break him out
  Cook the crack like a chef, so I base it out (Master chef)
  Okay, my, my, my, my, that's my baby now (My, my, my)
  Keep it on the low 'cause that's your lady now (Yeah)
  I just made me a hundred and eighty now
  That's how much the promoter be payin' now (Lil Uzi) [Verse 2: Young Nudy]
  Hahaha, I got your bitch over here promotin' my nuts (I got your bitch)
  Yeah, your ho is a slut, hit her from the back, nigga, in her guts (Give me that)
  Yeah, slap it on her butt, whole lotta white stuff on her butt (Yeah)
  I know that ho freaky, she's a nut (Yeah)
  She just sucked me up, young nigga goin' nuts (Uh-huh)
  Uh, Glock 17 holdin' the nuts, y'all niggas really frontin' for what?
  Get a pussy nigga bust for nothin' (Fah-fah)
  All that talkin', need to hush it, bluffin'
  Kill a nigga for the money, frontin'
  In the hood, hoes stuntin', money (Stuntin')
  In the booty club throwin' money (Money)
  Just like a diamond, nigga, know I'm shinin'
  And I do this shit Monday through Sunday
  Y'all broke as fuck, can't get no money (Huh?)
  I'm laughin', these niggas, they ain't doin' nothin' (Nah)
  Yeah, I smoke big blunts, I smoke big blunts, bitch, I big stunt
  Everybody know that Slime got a big gun
  Niggas be playin', when I point my finger, they gon' shoot somethin' (Fah-fah)
  [Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
  Open up a loaf of bread, then spread it out
  I remember I almost ain't make it out
  You too old, you just keep tryna burn it out
  She said, "Lil Uzi, please, can you eat me out?"
  I said, "No, I cannot, I could beat it out" (No)
  Put it in her, she screamin' like, "Take it out"
  There's no feelings with no, um, relations now
  I had got money, then took the paper route
  My deposit, it look just look like my saving now
  Get hit with a charge, my boy gon' take it now (Yeah)
  But don't worry, 'cause we gonna break him out
  Cook the crack like a chef, so I base it out (Let's go)
  Okay, my, my, my, my, that's my baby now
  Keep it on the low 'cause that's your lady now (Let's go)
  I just made me a hundred and eighty now
  That's how much the promoter be payin' now (Yeah) [Outro: Lil Uzi Vert]
  Yeah
  Man, you know this your player partner Lil Uzi Vert, and
  If I would've came out with this a couple years back
  I would've been in the video, like, Fendi belt, Trues on
  Shit like that, yeah