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conversations.value: Write me a song called I Need Love with the following description: “I Need Love” sees Chris resort to searching for love in the strip club, alluded to by his need for one-dollar bills, as a result of his craving for attention. However, he assures listeners that it isn’t “trickin’,” spending loads of money on a girl because he needs love. In his verses, he raps about how his girl played games with him, despite being gifted a car, his cars, money and jewelry, and his drug use. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Verse 1: HoodyBaby]
  Came a long way, we was trappin' out 'til day's end
  Now I spend my days up in mansions with Caucasians
  Fat bitches chillin' with my dawgs like we caged in
  Got it from the bottom, had to make it from the pavement
  Niggas say I changed, fuck it, that's just how the game go
  All these chains, all these fuckin' whips, I'm in slave mode
  Hood rich, put your baby mama on my payroll
  OHB mafia, my niggas keep a bankroll
  [Verse 2: Chris Brown]
  You know
  That Bentley truck's on the way
  Bentley truck's on the way
  I bought her a coupe
  You know
  Shoulda played it cool by the way
  Played it cool by the way, played it cool
  You know
  You know the rules from the game
  What games are you tryna play? Better be cool
  You know
  You think I'm a fool, first mistake
  By the way
  [Refrain: Chris Brown]
  Pull up that foreign, curvin' the hearses, hatin' on my how
  You on the 'Gram, stay bein' nosey, you showin' out
  When he around, barely act like she know me, bet you know now
  All I'm seein' is diamonds and Rollies, fuck the account (Huh-huh-huh-huh) [Chorus: Chris Brown, 
  Young Blacc
  ]
  A-A-All these women on me, only need one
  I just wanted you to fuckin' be one
  Hunnids in my pockets, I'ma need ones
  I don't mind spendin' 'cause I need love
  (Woah-oh) Huh
  Baby, it ain't trickin' if you need love
  (Woah-oh) Yeah
  Baby, it ain't trickin' if you need love (
  Look, look
  )
  [Verse 3: Young Blacc]
  Keep tellin' my bitches I got it, I got it
  I'm hoppin' out Porsches, my jeans is designer
  She Asian and Spanish, my bitch from Atlanta
  I give her that dick and my bitches be wildin'
  All these bitches, I just need one
  Cuffin' bitches, that's the season
  Cashed out on another plug
  Now the other plug wanna hold somethin'
  Niggas be stickin' their bands up
  A couple of choppers I put in their faces
  A couple of Lambos, my niggas be racin'
  You talkin' that shit, put a price on your head
  You niggas be pussy, be fuckin' with feds
  And all of us kings, so off with your head
  Your bitch on my couch, she can't sleep in my bed
  I'm poppin' that thirty, I'm takin' my meds (Ah) [Chorus: Chris Brown]
  A-A-All these women on me, only need one
  I just wanted you to fuckin' be one
  Hunnids in my pockets, I'ma need ones
  I don't mind spendin' 'cause I need love
  (Woah-oh) Huh
  Baby, it ain't trickin' if you need love
  (Woah-oh) Yeah
  Baby, it ain't trickin' if you need love
  [Verse 4: Chris Brown]
  Double cup (Huh), I'm rollin' up (Yeah)
  Smellin' dope (Huh) straight from Mexico (Ooh)
  In Hollyweird (Woo), bitches can fuck a check up (Ooh)
  Ain't none of 'em mine 'cause it's Hollywood (Yeah)
  [Refrain: Chris Brown]
  Pull up that foreign, curvin' the hearses, hatin' on my how
  You on the 'Gram, stay bein' nosey, you showin' out
  When he around, barely act like she know me, bet you know now
  All I'm seein' is diamonds and Rollies, fuck the account (Huh-huh-huh-huh)
  [Chorus: Chris Brown]
  A-A-All these women on me, only need one
  I just wanted you to fuckin' be one
  Hunnids in my pockets, I'ma need ones
  I don't mind spendin' 'cause I need love
  (Woah-oh) Oh, huh
  Baby, it ain't trickin' if you need love
  (Woah-oh) Yeah, ooh, yeah
  Baby, it ain't trickin' if you need love (Ow!) [Outro: Chris Brown]
  Look
  N-N-Need love (Oh)
  It ain't trickin' if you need love
  N-N-Need love (Yeah)
  Baby, it ain't trickin' if you need love