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conversations.value: Write me a song called What Up with the following description: When livewire Texas rap legend Pimp C died in 2007, Drake was still playing Jimmy Brooks on Degrassi: The Next Generation, and it seems safe to say Pimp never gave the kid much thought. But here Drake is, rapping and singing on “What Up”, the first track from Pimp’s posthumous album The Naked Soul of Sweet Jones.
  
  The track also features Pimp’s UGK partner Bun B and a beat from frequent Drake collaborator Boi-1da. Drake says that he’s “an honorary resident of UGK-town” which is good to know. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Produced by Boi-1da & DJ B-Do]
  [Intro: Drake]
  Yeah, yeah
  Uh
  High Rollers, what's up?
  Dreams Houston, what's up?
  Onyx, what's up?
  You does it, baby, you does it, baby
  Harlem Knights, what's up?
  Treasures, what's up?
  Legends, what's up?
  Just love me, baby, just love me, baby
  Yeah (Yeah)
  [Verse 1: Drake]
  To all my Houston, Texas country muffins
  Baby, let me hit that liquor and that blunt you puffin'
  And after that, I'ma throw that fucking young money up and we can both watch it fall like it's bungee jumping
  Man, I'm so high
  Next time we won't smoke all of the ounce you buy (Ooh)
  I almost forgot to blow the candles out 'cause I don't really wanna fall asleep and light this house on fire
  Goodnight, I'm still up, I told my girl to lay down
  I see the bottle is full, I'm 'bout to drink it way down
  What up, Bun, my nigga? Man, you know we stay down
  And I'm a honorary resident in UGK town
  I'm on my way
  Yeah, I'm on my way
  I never give a fuck about what any nigga say
  The music all slow and the bitches all pretty
  Me and Pimp about to do it for the city in this thang [Chorus: Drake]
  What up? What up?
  H-Town in this bitch
  What up? What up?
  Me and Pimp about to do it for the city
  What up? What up?
  What up? What up?
  [Verse 2: Pimp C]
  Uh
  Money by the ton (Ton)
  Bricks from crumbs (Crumbs)
  Billionaire from nothin' (Nothin')
  Mind on hustlin' (Uh)
  Pussy's a commodity but dick sells better
  Went from Dickies and house shoes to a cashmere sweater (Uh)
  Paint done got wetter than it was in nine-fo' (Fo')
  The drank done got thicker and the dirt weed rolled (Rolled)
  Nine-six Impala with the stick on the flo' (Flo')
  Now, it's Bentley fo' do's with Madrona on the do's (Do')
  That's light wood, nigga (Nigga), Polo, fuck Hilfiger ('Figer)
  Jammin' Slim Thug (Thug) and belly full of drugs (Drugs)
  Young Hogg nigga (Nigga), underdog nigga (Nigga)
  Yellow lights on the ground cut through the fog, pussy nigga
  Yellow diamonds on my finger, playin' in the car (Car)
  My dick wanna fuck but my pockets say stop (Stop)
  Not 'cause they empty, I'm just greedy for some more (Mo')
  I need some mo' dough, I'm a P-I-M-P fo' sho' [Chorus: Drake]
  What up? What up?
  H-Town in this bitch
  What up? What up?
  Me and Pimp about to do it for the city
  What up? What up?
  What up? What up?
  [Interlude: Bun B]
  What up doe?
  Young Drizzy
  Sweet James Jones
  Bun Beeda
  [Verse 3: Bun B]
  Well, it's the trill O.G.
  , I got the neighborhood soul
  Kush is lit, I'm gettin' blowed
  Ridin', bangin', get throwed in the candy painted low (Low)
  Chrome grille in front of it, belts on the back of it
  My chromey shoes runnin' shit
  Shorty on the side of me is straight up off the King cover (Cover)
  Don't care what anybody say long as the king love her (Love her)
  Wish I could tell her that I don't but it would kill her
  I just keep on grippin' grain (Drippin' stain), bein' trilla
  Ain't another brother realer, blowin' thousand dollar killa
  With that Filipino flow that I just got in from Manila
  'Bout to snow up in my city so let me put on my chinchilla
  In the 'Rari doing donuts like my name was J Dilla (Dilla)
  All about the skrilla so just point me to the dealer
  Keep the work up in the attic and the money in the cellar (Cellar)
  Your girl up in the second, automatics for the fellas (Fellas)
  You see us in the back then all you gotta do is tell us [Chorus: Drake]
  What up? What up?
  H-Town in this bitch
  What up? What up?
  H-Town in this bitch
  What up? What up?
  H-Town in this bitch
  What up? What up?
  Me and Pimp about to do it for the city