conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Throw It Away with the following description: This is the 3rd of Slaughterhouse’s 2012 Shady Records debut album Welcome To: Our House
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  We're about to set it off right now
  [Interlude 1]
  You know I ain't Bill Gates, honey
  But I'mma act like I ain't never had money
  [Hook]
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  You see me throw it away
  And throw it away
  I like to throw it away
  Let's throw it away
  Let 'em know
  [Interlude 2]
  You know I ain't Jay-Z, honey
  But I'mma act like I ain't never had money
  [Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"]
  Live from the area, area, wasted
  Try us we'll bury ya, bury ya, wasted
  Standing on couches, everybody know me
  Rock star, only thing that's left to do is O.D
  Realest nigga out here, out here
  In the club doing what got my name out here, out here
  You can call it tipping, you can call it tricking
  You can call it dissing, Got if your ballin
  Putting single one's up and go
  Throw them bitches on queue like
  Throw them in the sky when you hear us go
  Uh let it fly, go, UH
  You only live one time, one time
  Your favorite rapper up in here with one time one time
  You know what? [Interlude 2]
  [Hook]
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  I like to throw it away
  And throw it away
  You see me throw it away
  Racks stacked up, get it up and throw it away
  [Interlude 1]
  [Verse 2: Joell Ortiz]
  Back on my money got wings on it, fat
  Booties got my ding-a-ling on it, clap
  Clap, clap, make that butt applaud
  You got all that back, what you frontin' for?
  Bitches, bitches, this is y'alls song
  I got riches itching sitting in y'all thong
  We're the business, this is Slaughterhouse baby
  This is what it's all about, crazy, money
  Blowing in the breeze like
  Like a picture pose, I got cheese like
  Come, come, get this money from me, I don't want it, honey
  I don't make it rain; I make it snow, bunny
  Climb the pole to the top of that bitch
  I ain't got it like that, but I got it like, this [Interlude 1]
  [Hook]
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  You see me throw it away
  And throw it away
  I like to throw it away
  Let's throw it away
  Let 'em know
  [Interlude 2]
  [Verse 3: Crooked I]
  Yeah, bitch, damn right, I'm piping a lesbian stripper
  In a Dodge Sprinter; Dick Van Dyke
  Whores gonna love it when I go Warren Buffett
  Throwing euros on the floor balling on a foreign budget
  Slaughter's in the house, look at the clique, that clique
  Deeper than the breathes of a fat chick, fat chick
  Party in VIP with the Earth's realest
  On blue boys and 'shrooms, now the club is Smurf Village
  Throwing money in the air like
  I'm yelling I'm falsetto like
  I know you killers hold the metal tight
  Who give a fuck? We all ghetto, right?
  I had a lap dance, moment of clarity
  This a tax write-off, this is my favorite charity [Interlude 1]
  [Hook]
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  You see me throw it away
  And throw it away
  I like to throw it away
  Let's throw it away
  Let 'em know
  [Interlude 2]
  [Verse 4: Joe Budden]
  Tell her she could crash here, hit and run, hit and run
  Hop off that pole, get on a different one, different one
  I told her do that thing I like and she ain't do it
  That was my bad, thinking that she ain't stupid
  Cute face with a pretty butt, pretty butt
  Shake got a nigga saying giddy-up, giddy-up
  Throwing Diddy bucks, put it down, that's a pick me up
  Money too long for me to try to titty fuck
  Car murder like
  Even got the valet workers like
  You scratch that, and it's one thing
  Cause I fuck around and you gonna hear the guns sing
  Red bottoms hopping out the coupe
  We got it tied up, even when we got it out of the loop
  I tell 'em
  [Interlude 1]
  [Hook]
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  And throw it away
  I like to throw it away
  And throw it away
  You see me throw it away
  Racks stacked up, get it up and throw it away