conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called My Dawg with the following description: Wayne teams up with HoodyBaby for a remix of Lil Baby’s 2017 song “My Dawg” originally produced by Quay Global.
  The 14th track of Wayne’s Dedication 6 mixtape. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Chorus: HoodyBaby]
  That's my dawg for sure
  That's my dawg
  We pullin' up in the Rolls
  Me and my dawg (Me and my dawg)
  To get all my dawgs back, I'd give up all you hoes
  To get all my dawgs back, I'd give up all you hoes
  [Verse 1: HoodyBaby]
  HoodyBaby really, really rich
  HoodyBaby pull up with the clique (hello)
  Hoody crippin' rollin' with the six
  Now I'm in a 'Rari bumpin' Nip
  Black and yellow bitches on my stick
  Black and yellow, treat me like I'm Wiz
  Hustle in Atlanta like I'm TIP
  (Brrrrr, hello?)
  College bitch, tweakin' for my dick
  Hit her college park like I'm Tit
  I want turkey pasta with the shrimp
  That ain't have shit to do with this
  30 bitches tellin' me I'm the shit
  Juice man, screamin' 32
  Juice man, screamin' 32
  O.J. know my number's 36
  Diamonds crip walkin' on my chest
  Sent a package right to Bouldercrest
  I heard your boy sippin Quali, y'all some qualiticians
  Yeah we politic, but fuck a politician
  You be smokin' Bobby Brown, new edition [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
  Run off with your bitch, she change her number
  Run into another bitch and fumble
  Money talkin' more than Bryant Gumbel
  Too much shit on my mind, I need a plumber
  Made love to a whore and changed my number
  Pull up on a boat like I'm Columbus
  Tongue all in her throat, all in her tunnel
  Pussy monster, I'ma need a muzzle
  Wake up Sunday night and go to LIV
  A bitch back at the crib tryna live
  A pool in the back, I let her swim
  I give her phone back and let her film
  Free will like the goodwill
  She real thick, waist real lil
  Weed real bright, it look teal
  Coke real white, it look clear
  0 to 100 to a mill
  From nothin' to somethin' to a big deal
  Got to keep it trill in the field
  I ain't Cash Money no more
  And I put some carats on my bitch's wrist
  Put some carats on my bitch's fist
  Put some carats in my bitch's ears
  I came fast money, let's go
  And my heart goes out to Vegas, keep it real
  I just met some strippers on the strip
  Flew 'em to Miami, take a trip
  Flew 'em back to Vegas with some gifts
  That's just how it is, is, is
  Ain't trickin' if you got it, nigga rich
  I feel like satan, nigga lit
  Dedication 6
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  6
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  6
  G-Wagon on six wheels
  They in they feelin's, fuck how niggas feel
  Coke in the car, I'm in a snowmobile
  I'm sippin' that Evander Holyseal
  This is that codeine overkill
  My mud colder than Soldier Field
  In love, but all these hoes is weird
  These hair triggers, I might grow a beard
  Brazy, yeah, but you know the drill
  I'm way up there, you right over here
  Have you ever seen the light hit my grill?
  I stand there and smile in the mirror
  Snap my fingers, dollars appear
  Out of nowhere and I don't do L's
  And I married the mob when I was like twelve
  Turned out well, like Tom and Giselle
  Ain't readin' texts 'cause I'm readin' checks
  I don't text 'cause that is finger sex
  Then I'm turnin' off my ringer next
  Airplane mode, no I'ma need a jet
  I'm dope, babe, I need a needle set
  Chains rock it, can't see the neck
  Pockets crowded like the Beatles set
  I drop it off and gave Ms. Cita that
  Whip milky, I'ma sip filthy
  I sip this shit just like it's healthy
  Who spilt it, wait my bitch guilty?
  Uber, Uber; she'll be missed dearly
  Sincerely, yeah it's yours truly
  Call me Tune, the hoes call me Tunechi
  Rockin' Louis while the pot brewin'
  With a Chinese bitch that look like thot suey
  Told the straight hoes I'm taken
  Told the gay hoes I'm vacant
  Took some diamonds out her old bracelet
  Put 'em on the quotes in my statements
  I'm a born slanger, a born slanger
  One more time, I'm a born slanger
  Draco like a volcano
  You can fuck around and get your star spangled
  Barbaric, yeah your bitch starin'
  I look very good, good very
  It ain't all about the werewolf
  It's all about what the wolf wearin'
  You a popped cherry, yeah a Cherry Bomb
  We everywhere like the Marriott
  Shots sprayed like Malaria
  Hit your head like a Triceratops
  For my dawg, I'll kill you and your ho
  Yeah, me and my dawg, we put another on the road
  Hold up my female dawg, she 'bout to put on a show
  But to get my dawg back, I'd give up all of these hoes