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conversations.value: Write me a song called Ghetto with the following description: The-Dream dropped a surprise album 1977 for free via his website
  Hyper-talented R&B producer and songwriter turned solo artist The-Dream had another breakthrough with last year’s much loved record Love King. While we wait for the latest in his pantheon of love-themed records (following LoveHate, Love vs. Money and Love King) appropriately to be titled The Love IV, The-Dream unexpectedly dropped a surprise record on his site last night
  Credited under his birth name Terius Nash and titled 1977, Nash’s birth year, the record appeared as a free download courtesy of The-Dream’s label Radio Killa Records. Citing his imprint deal with Def Jam, Nash tweeted, “chances ‘Def Jam’ puts a cease and desist on 1977 unfortunately Very High. but I think y'all will have it before lawyers make me take it down.”
  While it may not have love in the title, don’t be fooled: romance is still in the air on 1977. One standout lyric from album opener: “I love the way you smell, but you’re always on some bullshit.” On a cursory first listen the album boasts a smooth, slightly mellower ballad-driven sound than Love King, with The Dream’s signature glossy crooning. Some of the tracks (“Wedding Crasher”, “1977”) venture into The Weeknd’s trippy/mellow vibeExpand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: The-Dream & Samples]
  Rollie on my arm, let me get my swagger back
  Jesus on my charm: "Amen to that"
  Laid back in the Maybach 57 or 62
  Floating down the coast in the heli
  Shawty, that's what I do, I'm gettin stacks of this on accident
  My daughter's 5 - what's that mean?
  My daughter's daughter is already rich
  I'm gettin involved, quit playing simp
  I'm simply pimping record labels, nigga look at my limp
  [Verse 1: The-Dream]
  She says she miss riding it
  I say I miss her on me, holdin' it down
  I certainly miss how she grinds it
  And she says she miss havin' me around
  She all up on me singin' my songs
  And it feels like I'm fuckin' my fan
  Screamin' all night goin' "Baby you already know"
  Climaxing on my hand, she runnin it back, workin it
  Like you don't understand
  [Pre-Chorus: The-Dream]
  She wants that old thing back
  That ride it like a pony
  That "get up in the morning and put it on me"
  She's so horny, she wants that old thing back
  That "mhm, gimme some"
  Rocket shit, that rocket ship don't stop til I'm done [Chorus: The-Dream]
  She want that ghetto, ghetto, and I got that ghetto
  Ghetto, ghetto, and I got that ghetto
  Ghetto, ghetto, and I got that ghetto
  She want that ghetto, she need that ghetto
  Like ghetto, ghetto, and I got that ghetto
  Ghetto, ghetto, she want that ghetto
  She need that ghetto, she want that ghetto
  That ghetto, ghetto, that um-hum ghetto
  [Verse 2: The-Dream]
  She said "Dream do it to me like this
  Why can't you do it to me like that?"
  For the last 48 months, you can't front
  I put that ass on the map
  See I created this sound, yes sir I shut it down
  There's only one number one
  There other niggas my sons
  And you can never be, be like me
  And you can never do it, do it like me
  Ain't none of these niggas seeing me
  Ain't none of these niggas repeating me
  Ain't none of these niggas defeating me
  Unless they get me to murk myself
  I just murked myself [Pre-Chorus: The-Dream]
  She wants that old thing back
  That ride it like a pony
  That "get up in the morning and put it on me"
  She's so horny, she wants that old thing back
  That "mhm, gimme some"
  Rocket shit, that rocket ship don't stop til I'm done
  [Chorus: The-Dream]
  She want that ghetto, ghetto, and I got that ghetto
  Ghetto, ghetto, and I got that ghetto
  Ghetto, ghetto, and I got that ghetto
  She want that ghetto, she need that ghetto
  Like ghetto, ghetto, and I got that ghetto
  Ghetto, ghetto, she want that ghetto
  She need that ghetto, she want that ghetto
  That ghetto, ghetto, that um-hum ghetto
  [Verse 3: Big Sean]
  She want that
  Real nigga on the wishlist, used to blow me off
  Now she tryna blow me kisses
  Walk into the room, tell me how could I miss it?
  Girl, you working like you need assistance, tipping
  Girl you workin' like you need a pension
  Bent that thang over, let a nigga pinch it
  Rich nigga shit: I could put you on a boat
  Popping champagne, now you look like its Big Pimpin
  I work all day, fuck all night, finna to make you cuss all night
  "Shit fuck damn!" lemme know I do it right
  Pussy so good I'ma have to do it twice
  Bend over let a real nigga taste that
  Fuck around, need a placemat
  See my call log, a nigga has to erase that
  Send me a text, smiley face chat saying: [Outro: The-Dream]
  Wanna to show you how much I appreciate you
  Wanna show you how much how much I'm dedicated to you
  Wanna show you how much I will forever be true
  Wanna show you how much you have a nigga feeling good
  Wanna show you how much, how much you're understood
  Wanna show you how much I value what you say
  Not only are you loyal, but you're patient with me, babe
  Wanna to show you how much I care about your heart
  Show you how much I don't like (like) being apart
  Wanna show you, show you, show you 'til you're hearin' me
  Keep it how it is, so we can never say how it used to be
  I'll be you, so that time will by
  And I can't help but to think about you day and night boo
  After this Nobu, it's me and you boo
  Baby dance for me, baby dance for me
  And baby put that body on my body
  Work that shit like my Ferrari
  Tonight it's goin' down