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conversations.value: Write me a song called RetroSuperFuture with the following description: This is off of Ross’s new mix tape “Ashes To Ashes”. He brings along Khalifa to sing the hook.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Verse 1: Rick Ross]
  The minute I wake up I gotta get high
  The homies we found us a way to get by
  Lets call us some bitches and have a good time
  A lot of bottles of Vodka as we forget time
  Lets clean up the Chevy so we can ride by
  Quick piece of pussy call it a drive by
  I'mma slide by sipping on that high life
  And my slippers jack triple where my five light
  As a all-star I made so many highlights
  Touchdown field goal this my night
  She the wild type ready for the wild night
  Are you the bi type hanging at the bar type
  I hope you are cause that mean a player all right
  Smokin like a Taylor so the paper is all white
  Tryna to land a plane baby are you really game
  Back to the future me and Wiz got this thing saying
  [Refrain: Wiz Khalifa]
  I stay high while ya'll stay low
  Tryna tell me bout the smell I know
  My eyes stay red from all that smoke
  The weeds with me everywhere I go
  And ya'll can't roll, woah woah woah woah woah woah woah oh oh oh
  [Verse 2: Rick Ross]
  I got yo girl digging all in my ash tray
  Dicking her down for the few past days
  She asked the name of my sneakers, are they designer
  Shawty green as the reefer even the grinder
  Fucking like its a porn in my recliner
  Looking straight in the eyes, they show vagina
  She's a liar but damn she does it well
  We on fire imagine what it'll sell
  All my homies are people that I admire
  Small clique of real niggas smoking that fire
  Holding my dick until the day that I expire
  We and Wiz in the Benz getting higher [Refrain: Wiz Khalifa]
  I stay high while ya'll stay low
  Tryna tell me bout the smell I know
  My eyes stay red from all that smoke
  The weeds with me everywhere I go
  And ya'll can't roll, woah woah woah woah woah woah woah oh oh oh
  [Verse 3: Rick Ross]
  I'm in the right pair of Nike Airs
  From gravel to marble I travel light years
  I'm like chyea I'mma chill right chea
  Like the Mack 11 on me nigga no fear
  Skateboard aboard to PanAmerica
  I make more abroad than in America
  Waiting for the day Bob rose from the dead
  In HD as I take an ounce to the head
  [Refrain: Wiz Khalifa]
  I stay high while ya'll stay low
  Tryna tell me bout the smell I know
  My eyes stay red from all that smoke
  The weeds with me everywhere I go
  And ya'll can't roll, woah woah woah woah woah woah woah oh oh oh