conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called My Birthday with the following description: A freestyle to celebrate Mack Maine’s birthday (frankly, he would’ve preferred a stripper..)
  Cut from the Dedication 3 mixtape (Dedication trois en Francais..)
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Lil Wayne]
  Yeah, is the tune on? oh, it's on
  Basically
  I got Streets in the booth with me
  Dedication trois
  [Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
  Now let me talk my shit
  Fresh up out the water like I caught fly fish
  Weezy F. bitch, I can say what I please
  Swagger so cold it stay when I leave
  I see you little dogs just shaking out fleas
  I kill dogs like I'm making Chinese, food
  Rude only when I gotta be
  Sometimes I gotta tell myself not to bother me
  "Tell Lil Wayne not to bother Weez!"
  Shawty won't be on my team, she could cheerlead
  Shit, like "Go, Wayne, go!"
  Ice on a white tee, I make a snow angel
  Y'all niggas squares, but ain't got no angle
  My shit's so tight you can get strangled
  It's Young Money
  , ain't no such thing as plain clothes
  Polo jammers, Louis slippers
  Call them "private plane clothes"
  I'm taking off, going to another land
  Call her misses, never going to another man
  Shabba Ranks Weezy, muthafucker, I'm a lover man
  Yeah talk that shit Tune
  I gotta wipe my diamond grill with a tissue
  I'm talking too much shit
  I eat pussy and you suck dick [Verse 2: Kidd Kidd]
  They call me "Lil Nut" but my nuts aren't
  The same. No homo, that's how I came in the
  The game, I married Mary Jane, I seen the
  Spidermane, the shit that made Pinky blow
  Out the Brain brain. Told Lois Lane
  I can't be a Super Mane, my whole
  Suit black like bat mane and I keep that iron, mane
  Any woman yellow flag me, throw me out
  The game, I'm back at the halftime
  Like it's just an ankle sprain
  Ain't no one could do it better
  More hits than Eddie Guerrerra
  The flow like ? at the competitors
  It's mass hysteria. Historic in
  Your 
  area, 51 alien
  , 
  what planet is he from
  Huh? Ain't no fun when the rabbit got the shotgun
  Picture Bugz with the shotgun up to Elmer Fudd
  All my thugs get dirty like we running
  In the mud, we 7:30 livewires
  Plug off the chain, utterly untame
  Put the gun to your frame, bitch a bloodstain
  Hard to come out, like a love-stain
  I came from nothing, fucking calling hoes
  And flying planes; who the fuck could complain? [Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]
  So you mad cause I'm styling on you?
  Lights off, mask on, creepy siding on you
  Get violent on you, you a sissy like Sisqó
  Gudda: I'm the East gang schizo
  It's no coincidence, man, I bet your bitch know
  How I knock her down with the Kosher dill pickle
  How I yell a nigga but my heart dark like nut skin
  Bitches aiming for the pockets? You get nothing
  Let me get back in it, bitch
  I just go ahead first, you be on that timid shit
  Get head first, then I be on my Jimmy shit
  Shitting on bitches with that Chris Brown
  "Don't give me shit!" Niggas in the streets say
  "Kill them all!" Bitch, you know 
  we got guns
  Like the Pentagon
  . I'm just eating nigga
  I'm getting my dinner on
  And your bitch licking: getting her lizard on
  [Verse 4: T-Streets]
  Talk reckless, I don't give a muthafuck
  I make you do what you is, bitch nigga, duck
  Come for you and your kids like nigga what
  Niggas with elephantitis ain't got bigger nuts
  Young Money nigga: big dicks, big trucks
  I'mma smash a nigga if he try to diss us
  Go to court: the case get dissmussed
  Cause if we did time, your main bitch would miss us [Verse 5: Mack Maine]
  It's Mack Maine: ain't shit to discuss
  I get up in a bitch throat like hiccups
  I Chris Kringle bullets with niggas like Christmas
  Then turn to their female dog like "bitch, what?"
  My niggas squeeze triggers like they got arthiritis
  My dick big: that's why I walk like I got tendonitis
  I spit nasty on the mic like I got gingivitis
  The doc said I got a case of "real" nigganitis
  He ain't got a vaccine or cure strong enough to fight it
  See, I'm a warrior. They compare me to Leonidus
  I got a set fee: I ain't about discussing prices
  Cause I ain't tryna go broke like Hammer or Mike Tyson
  Wish you could see my face now
  Feel like I'm poltergeisting
  See me in streets, be Street Fighting like
  Blanka or Bison. Slicing, dicing
  Like w butcher knifing. Wifing
  Bitches? Never, that shit is trifling
  Young Money the fucking nicest
  Put words together like a fucking hypen
  Nigga don't make us start fucking rifling
  Nigga we got a lot of rappers striking
  Standing by the harvest for fruit
  Waiting for the fruit to ripen
  We run up on niggas and jack the for their stipend
  Catch me in Minnesota like I'm a Viking
  I'm with every video vixen you liking
  I'm the reason your bitch dyking
  How I get like this?
  I'll pump a nigga breaks, something like Midas
  I try to be modest, nigga I'm honest
  And this is what I did for my birthday, bitch
  I ain't get no pussy though