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conversations.value: Write me a song called Holla At Me with the following description: “Holla At Me” was released as a single from Fan of a Fan and features Chris and Tyga serving braggadocious bars over signature Jahlil Beats production. In the track, Chris and Tyga are “turnt up,” i.e. drunk and want a girl to holla at them. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Jahlil Beats, holla at me
  [Verse 1: Chris Brown]
  Uh, boom, boom, we ballin' in the room
  Sweepin' up my competition, call me Mr. Broom
  Knockin' niggas over, call me bulldozer
  One more drink for these bi****, then it's over
  'Cause I'ma strike that somethin' like a cobra
  I know she want my venom, but I ain't gon' leave it in her
  And right after I get her, she know she with a winner
  And we straight to the crib, I ain't takin' her to dinner
  Ha, nigga, look at my jewels
  Aviator shades, I ain't lookin' at you
  Achoo, bless me twice
  Ill rich nigga, I be sh*****' on your life (Ha)
  Magazine covers, magneem rubbers
  I mean Magnum, I don't fuck with stragglers
  Niggas want drama, Gangsta Grillz bastards
  Did you check the caption? Lights camera, action
  [Chorus: Chris Brown]
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up [Verse 2: Chris Brown]
  A nigga beep beep and shawty toot, toot
  Blowin' out their brains, car need a new roof
  Lookin' like a superstar when I roll through
  And shawty, I'm the truth, so mama, what it do?
  Now let's ride out, ain't no trippin'
  When we dippin' to my hide-out
  Big dipper 'cause you sippin' on my bottle
  Only f*****' with them A-listin' models
  Now let's get it like
  Low fitted, if you done it, then I did it
  If you kick it, then I'm with it
  We can do this ish all night
  Your limit don't compare to my limit
  When I'm in it and I get it
  I'ma give it to you all night
  I'm the sh**, ha, yeah, I go hard
  Don't stand in lines, nigga, I bogart
  Bad boy celebrity 'cause I'm so large
  And don't need no battery 'cause I'm in charge
  [Chorus: Chris Brown]
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up [Verse 3: Tyga]
  Ha, I'm hot motherfucker, get a plate, bitch
  Don't say shit (Uh), get your face-lift
  Rosé bitch, let the champagne drip
  Niggas swag jack but this L.A. shit (Uh)
  Get it back, give it back ain't 'bout shit
  Snapback, them ain't even rare, where the tag at?
  Oh, wack-ass all up in my ear, bitch, back-back
  I bag bad bitches, motherfuck a Kat Stacks, haha
  Yellow nigga, no cabs (No cabs)
  Got the Phantom out, uh, no mask (No mask)
  Get your camera out, uh, one flash
  Hot beams steady shot, cl-cl-clap your ass
  Uh, T Raw, I'm so uh
  Locs on, Chucks low, black beanie dog
  Patrón top wash straight from the liquor store
  I'm turnt up (Turnt up), I can't feel my face so...
  [Chorus: Chris Brown]
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  Holla at me, boo, holla at me, baby (Yeah)
  I'm turnt up, I'm super turnt up