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conversations.value: Write me a song called JUGGERNAUT with the following description: Tyler, The Creator is joined by Lil Uzi Vert and Pharrell Williams on “JUGGERNAUT,” a stone-cold banger that serves as track fourteen of his album CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST. It features continued contributions from DJ Drama, whose vocals are scattered throughout the album.
  The distorted, bass-heavy production is reminiscent of previous tracks Tyler’s released, like “CHERRY BOMB” or “OKRA.”
  The song’s music video was released alongside the album on June 25, 2021.
  A rumor circulated on Genius and Twitter that “JUGGERNAUT” was originally part of a scrapped project Pharrell and Uzi had planned to release four years prior, but Tyler denied these rumors. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Tyler, The Creator & 
  DJ Drama
  ]
  Hey Miss Parker
  Wait, wait, wait, wait
  Somethin' like (
  Uh-oh
  )
  I just cut some fresh lemons, where's the sugar?
  Lemon in my 'ade, lemon in my ears, call 'em boogers
  Rather six feet 'fore I'm ever seen with you niggas
   (
  Hold up
  )
  Yeah
  [Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator & 
  DJ Drama
  ]
  What it is? It's that nigga T, skin look colored in (Woo)
  Ridin' in double-double R, that's that Cullinan (Yeah)
  Pullin' in that four hundred grand, I just ordered this (Yeah)
  Switzerland, Lake Geneva where I spend my summer in (
  True story
  )
  GOLF le FLEUR*, that's Gianno shoe, what I'm runnin' in
  Earlobe look like headlights on a minivan (
  Gangsta Grillz
  )
  I'm so motherfuckin' dead-ass, I need some Timberlands (Woo)
  I battle any man, Uzi Vert, don't think they understand (Yeah, yeah)
  [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert & 
  Tyler, The Creator
  ]
  Uh (Skrrt, 
  cool
  ), double C on my feet
  Double G on my freak (Ooh), Louis V by my briefs
  She wan' kick it with me, she better eat it then leave (Leave, woah)
  She try save all the plates but keep eatin' my meat
  We can't see none of 'em grow, she keep eatin' my seeds (Woo)
  Got a E and a B on the back of the seat
  See I'm done with the 12, got a V16 (Uh)
  Say the money comin' in, yeah, that's true
  The more money I get, I don't wan' sex you
  Can't think about the last time that I text you
  It's probably when sidekicks had them belt loops
  Sign my John Hancock on a bitch every time I check you
  Just like a brand new Lamb', I wreck you, uh
  So what's mine is yours (Woo, woo, woo) [Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & 
  Lil Uzi Vert
  ]
  Ride to the dinner tapin'
  Outta time and imagine her in the exit
  Last deal more than what Google say my net is
  I got cheddar with the chef in the tinted exit (
  Like woah
  )
  Yeah
  , uh, uh, uh, 
  woah
  [Verse 3: Pharrell Williams]
  It's the double P, I rock double C
  Man, I run them beats like you run in cleats
  Man, come to me, you want somethin' to see
  This internally flawed, that's a double Vs
  What troubles me is you couple me
  With these subtle fleas tryna double league
  Hornet trapped in the hive of a motherfuckin' bumblebee
  They just got the closest picture of the fuckin' sun surface, that was us
  Got the LaFerrari, park that bitch just for one purpose, catchin' dust
  My Secret Service carry mops, you call 'em street sweepers, back you up
  Tat' you up then add you up, then 
  give you a cover like Adwoa
  If the shit's fake, I don't respect it, it's clickbait
  And that's distaste like a shit shake
  What a difference your wrist make when it's Richard-made
  Hungry eyes tend to fixate like a empty stomach for a fish plate
  Shit-faced, get this straight, this is truck wheels, deck, grip tape
  [Chorus: Tyler, The Creator & 
  DJ Drama
  ]
  Ride to the dinner tapin'
  Outta time and imagine her in the exit (
  Why you even talkin' to us?
  )
  Last deal more than what Google say my net is (
  Goddamn)
  I got cheddar with the chef in the tinted exit (Like woah)
  Uh, uh, uh (Bitch)