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conversations.value: Write me a song called Clientele with the following description: “Clientele” is an unreleased collaboration between Young Thug and Migos, featuring Lil Duke. The song was auctioned by Music Mafia, and later leaked on July 28, 2017.
  The song was supposed to be a part of the unreleased Young Thug and Migos collaborative album, MigoThuggin. It was originally set to be released on Halloween of 2015, then that Christmas; however, Migos member Offset said that the project was frozen by 300 Entertainment’s Lyor Cohen indefinitely. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: Young Thug]
  Thugger, Thugger
  Ah, ah, ah
  Free the Guwop, Guwop
  (
  Zaytoven
  )
  Woah, hey, chee
  (
  Metro Boomin want some more, nigga
  )
  [Chorus: Young Thug]
  My ho just balled my phone and said she want Chanel
  My migo came to bless me with a hundred bales
  I came up out the ski, I whip that fish and scale
  My chief say I'm not goin' to jail
  My migo balled my line, he got a hundred bales
  My migo balled my line, he got a hundred bales
  My migo balled my line, he got a hundred bales
  Yeah, that's my clientele
  [Verse 1: Takeoff]
  We set the block, his sister hit me up
  And told me Takeoff come pick up this bail
  Told her to eyeball the work, we don't do no scale
  A young nigga been trappin' since twelve
  Jump in the 'Vette, nigga runnin' from 12
  Diamonds is water, they're wet like a whale
  Takin' that Backwood, I fill it with Shell
  Gas, my niggas they takin' no L's
  I drink on Activis not to be cool
  So, nigga, I do not have nothing to sell
  The difference between me and your nigga
  See the drip, if they get caught up, my niggas won't tell
  Born to go get it, mama raised me well
  Only get one shot, gotta give 'em hell
  I get excited when it's comin' through the mail
  Some dark white, some of it be pale [Verse 2: Quavo]
  First time that I seen it
  Young nigga, I really had butterflies
  Bought my bitch a bag 'cause she crying
  Cut off my side ho, she was lying
  I done hit a lick a hundred times
  No money, that's a bad day
  Pistol P died in Domingo's face
  Free Offset, caught another case
  Goddamn (Free Offset)
  It seem like every time we're getting to the cake
  Life throw a nigga 'nother maze
  Sack racing to the money every day
  I'm gonna do what I wanna
  I'm on the block like Orlando Pace
  Hundred thousand in the briefcase
  Hundred thousand in my niece's safe
  [Chorus: Young Thug]
  My ho just balled my phone and said she want Chanel
  My migo came to bless me with a hundred bales
  I came up out the ski, I whip that fish and scale
  My chief say I'm not goin' to jail
  My migo balled my line, he got a hundred bales
  My migo balled my line, he got a hundred bales
  My migo balled my line, he got a hundred bales
  Yeah, that's my clientele [Verse 3: Lil Duke]
  They callin' my line, these niggas droppin' dimes
  I make bitches form a line, put dick in they spine
  Rollie overloaded, can't tell the time
  Ain't cuffin' these bitches, hell no, they ain't mine
  Won't see me with nines, and I only fuck dimes
  These busta ass niggas ain't havin' no rhymes
  Break a whole brick down and put it in the trap
  Used to make them caps, I switched it up to rap
  Now I'm shining like a lamp
  Ahead of these pussy niggas by a lap
  I'm walking on this beat like I'm running trap
  Your bitch is a freak, and her head in my lap
  My diamonds so rocky like I'm with A$AP
  My ho keep on calling, and she want Chanel
  Fuck all the fake hugs and dap
  They wasn't in the trap, and I know that these niggas gon' tell
  My migo callin', and he servin' me bales
  Got niggas down the road servin' them L's
  Poppin' mollies got me high as a shell
  I'm in the Maserati, don't got no air
  I'm ridin' with Thugger like Santa ride with L
  I'm totin' that Uzi, middle fingers up to 12
  Never lay down and I"m givin' these pussy niggas hell
  Diamonds dancin', can't you tell? [Chorus: Young Thug]
  My ho just balled my phone and said she want Chanel
  My migo came to bless me with a hundred bales
  I came up out the ski, I whip that fish and scale
  My chief say I'm not goin' to jail
  My migo balled my line, he got a hundred bales
  My migo balled my line, he got a hundred bales
  My migo balled my line, he got a hundred bales
  Yeah, that's my clientele
  [Verse 4: Young Thug]
  Migo pull up with them birds
  And I cop them bitches, and I serve them bitches
  Then I blow the extras, motherfuck the digits
  I was like greeny greeny like a fuckin' cricket
  These niggas ballin' out, these niggas fallin' out, these niggas coppin' out
  These niggas dancin', motherfucker, "Walk It Out"
  You play with them yardsticks, you know they chalk you out
  You don't need no lawyer 'cause they might swap you out
  You never heard of that, you stupid nigga
  Man my heart is racing 'cause I'm chasing figures
  Leave that strap alone, when you became a killer?
  You ain't never shot nothin', clap back at this
  Your show gettin' so slow like a motherfuckin' caterpillar
  I'm still wearin' water like Baptist niggas
  When I spray some shit down, don't catch up, nigga
  My house is big, I gotta map it, nigga
  [Bridge: Young Thug]
  Cook that rice, cook that rice
  Hypnotize, 'til you hypnotize
  I got white girl grits, this ain't no rice
  I can get 'em hit in chain gang for some price
  [Chorus: Young Thug]
  My ho just balled my phone and said she want Chanel
  My migo came to bless me with a hundred bales
  I came up out the ski, I whip that fish and scale
  My chief say I'm not goin' to jail
  My migo balled my line, he got a hundred bales
  My migo balled my line, he got a hundred bales
  My migo balled my line, he got a hundred bales
  Yeah, that's my clientele