conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Magic City Monday with the following description: An ode to the famous strip club in Atlanta Magic City Monday Nights.
  Mondays at Magic City are especially crazy, thats when everybody rolls through.
  You have to be in here every week if you want to do something in the rap game, You get the finest females in the state of Georgia. You can have Young Thug, Future, 2 Chainz in here on the same night.
  Watch Future talk about Magic city in a GQ documentary about the strip club: Inside the Atlanta Strip Club that Runs Hip Hop
  Oh yeah, Magic city on a Monday
  Esco treat that shit like church on Sunday Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Jeezy]
  Yeah, that truck backin' up
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoa!
  [Hook: Jeezy]
  Bitch we ain't playin' 'bout that money
  We got 'em wrapped up like a mummy
  That Presidential lookin' sunny
  Feel like a Magic City Monday
  These niggas hatin' on a playa, holdin' their nuts on a playa
  They wanna see a nigga foul out the game
  Just know I stay smokin' good, steady ballin' on these suckas
  Countin' paper, I suggest you do the same
  [Verse 1: Jeezy]
  Jizzle is the name, hustlin' is the game
  Bought everything on the mannequin, money like a train
  Might just walk up out of Neiman's and go buy me a plane
  Black drophead Phantom just to hog up all the lanes
  If you don't think that's funny, then you don't know me, money
  If you playin' 'bout this paper, then you don't know me, honey
  The clique don't do no holsters, we standin' on the sofa
  And we be in them Rolls, the ones that come with chauffeurs
  Who the fuck the DJ? He playin' all my hits
  Say who them niggas puttin' on? Bet they got all the bricks
  Money's the agenda, we mix it like a blender
  Got ten off in the fender, with steps up in the center [Hook: Jeezy]
  Bitch we ain't playin' 'bout that money
  We got 'em wrapped up like a mummy
  That Presidential lookin' sunny
  Feel like a Magic City Monday
  These niggas hatin' on a playa, holdin' their nuts on a playa
  They wanna see a nigga foul out the game
  Just know I stay smokin' good, steady ballin' on these suckas
  Countin' paper, I suggest you do the same
  [Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
  Rest in peace Nando, car full of ammo
  Abracadabra, Magic, Orlando
  Hop up out the bando, hop up out the Lambo
  Got my Cuban links on, they gon' need a passport
  I'm doin' the dashboard, paid $300 cash for it
  Used to have the glass like it came out the backboard
  Came in the backdoor, skin color rim
  Man the bitch keep rubbin' on me, I'ma turn into a genie
  Got that Magic City flow, got that money on the floor
  I'm so close to the club, I damn near parked on the floor
  It's a line at the door, niggas lyin' at the door
  Hit the hotel suite and put the sign on the door
  [Hook: Jeezy]
  Bitch we ain't playin' 'bout that money
  We got 'em wrapped up like a mummy
  That Presidential lookin' sunny
  Feel like a Magic City Monday
  These niggas hatin' on a playa, holdin' their nuts on a playa
  They wanna see a nigga foul out the game
  Just know I stay smokin' good, steady ballin' on these suckas
  Countin' paper, I suggest you do the same [Verse 3: Future]
  BRRRRRRRRR
  That's that check runnin' through the machine!
  I got the retail on 'em
  By the time it get to you it got detail on it
  We got that fishscale on it
  By the time it get to you it got seashells on it
  I get a rush now
  Walkthrough the Rollie and bust down
  After I flooded my wrist
  I go jump in your bitch and then jump in a foreign
  You know what I represent
  Everything I whip up, yeah it gotta be foreign
  We wrap it up like a mummy
  Finessin' and wrappin' up dummy
  I got a plug on the girl
  But I know, I know you tellin'
  I gotta shit on you first, cause I know you jealous
  I had to jump off the porch, now I'm fully developed
  Baller status, absolutely, top back, no roof
  They search around for the street fare
  They'll never have a clue
  [Hook: Jeezy]
  Bitch we ain't playin' 'bout that money
  We got 'em wrapped up like a mummy
  That Presidential lookin' sunny
  Feel like a Magic City Monday
  These niggas hatin' on a playa, holdin' their nuts on a playa
  They wanna see a nigga foul out the game
  Just know I stay smokin' good, steady ballin' on these suckas
  Countin' paper, I suggest you do the same [Outro: Future]
  Super
  Who you know run up the check like that?
  Who you know run up the check like that?
  Who you know run up a tab like that?
  Hendrix! Hendrix!