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conversations.value: Write me a song called Jump Out the Face with the following description: With Future on fire after he left Ciara, he has been hot and very persistent dropping a total of 3 mixtapes in one year and with an album titled Dirty Sprite 2 & Meek Mill having one of the most anticipated albums on 2015 links up with Future once again to make a godly violin heavy base oriented song bragging about their lifestyle how they jump from one thing to another effortlessly this includes clothes cars & the diamonds in there jewelry
  Also Meek Mill Personally Called Metro Boomin for this Tune right here !
  https://twitter.com/MeekMill/status/587522440491728896
  https://twitter.com/MetroBoomin/status/587525843196321793
  And Metro Boomin came in clutch ..
  
  The official video was released on the 6th July.
  https://www.youtube.com/watch?t=31&v=J7Xvij3cBH0 Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Pre-Chorus: Future & 
  Meek Mill
  ]
  I just took a Perc', now I'm on another level
  Tastin' on the molly got me dancin' with the devil
  Poured a eighth of Kobe Bryant, mixin' purple with the yellow
  Got these racks on me, now it's hard to keep this shit together (
  Woo, woo
  )
  [Chorus: Future & 
  Meek Mill
  ]
  Jump out the 'Rari ,then jump out a Wraith
  Then I hop in Margiela, then hop in some Bape (
  Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, woo, woo
  )
  They jump out the face, they jump out the face
  Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall though, Meek Mill
  [Verse 1: Meek Mill & 
  Future
  ]
  Came from the hood, now we jump out of states (
  The states
  )
  Peep all these diamonds, they jump out the face (
  They do
  )
  Duckin' indictments and sellin' this white (
  Ah
  )
  Got to watch for these niggas, they'll jump on your case
  (
  You watch out, these niggas, these niggas, they playin'
  )
  And none of this money don't come out the safe (
  You know what I'm sayin'?
  )
  Fuck with my dawg, knock a chunk out ya face (
  Ayy, blatt, blatt
  )
  Nigga I be so high, I could jump out to space
  What the fuck did I say? (
  Yeah, yeah
  )
  [Verse 2: Future]
  I be so fly, just don't shoot my cape (Woo)
  Went and bought me a safe and it came with a Wraith (Woo)
  Got some new money, went, bought me a K (Yeah)
  You see all them VV's jump out the face (The VV)
  Put that dope in the trap and cook up me a cake (Strip club)
  We fly to Cuba to fuck up some mula (Freebandz)
  Pour up some pour up, my nigga we boolin' (Freebandz)
  Young nigga pull up in Bentleys just boolin'
  I'm taking your ho from you cause she was choosy (Skrrt)
  I keep them shooters on deck, I approve it (Frrap)
  Get me a truck of them things, I'll move it
  VVS cuts on my wrist suicidal ('Cidal)
  I stay lit up with that flawless on fire (On fire)
  I spend it all with my niggas, let's get it (Let's get it)
  Get out your feelings, young nigga let's get it
  I got stars on my ceiling [Chorus: Future & 
  Meek Mill
  ]
  Jump out the 'Rari (Ah), then jump out a Wraith (Woo)
  Then I hop in Margiela, then hop in some Bape (Ha, ha, ha, 
  woo, woo, woo, skrrt, skrrt
  , Meek, 
  woo
  )
  They jump out the face (Straight up, woo, freaky fresh, fresh, fresh, fresh)
  They jump out the face
  Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall though, yeah, yeah
  [Verse 3: Meek Mill]
  I've been peepin', you niggas been watchin' my moves
  Watchin' my stacks and my shoes
  When everybody did the Gucci and Louis
  We was on Jimmy Choos
  2012, when we did the Giuseppes
  Margielas was cool
  When you lil' niggas was worried about Jordans
  We was rocking them Loubs
  If I got to lose, it's not by the rules
  Get hit with that chopper, knock right out your shoes
  Shawty so proper, she look like a goddess
  When I dip inside her, it's just like a pool
  I bought some 'Raris and I bought some Phantoms
  And then dropped out the seat like I dropped out of school
  Still will pull up on you, hop out with goons
  Thirty-two shots, let it pop out the tool
  [Pre-Chorus: Future]
  I just took a Perc', now I'm on another level
  Tastin' on the molly got me dancin', with the devil
  Poured a eighth of Kobe Bryant, mixin' purple with the yellow
  Got these racks on me, now it's hard to keep this shit together [Chorus: Future & 
  Meek Mill
  ]
  Jump out the 'Rari (Ah), then jump out a Wraith (Woo)
  Then I hop in Margiela, then hop in some Bape (Ha, ha, ha, 
  woo, woo, woo, skrrt, skrrt
  , Meek, 
  woo
  )
  They jump out the face (Straight up, woo, freaky fresh, fresh, fresh, fresh)
  They jump out the face
  Money gon' stack and this money gon' fall though, yeah, yeah, woah