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conversations.value: Write me a song called Try Me (Remix) with the following description: There have been several remixes of the original record, but this serves as the official one where Dej Loaf adds a fresh verse of her own and gets joined by Remy Ma & Ty Dolla $ign. Surprisingly enough this ended up on her debut mixtape when the original didn’t.
   Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
  DDS
  My east side niggas
  My thinka niggas
  My ps niggas (Yeah)
  Got shooters on the west side and the south-west
  Messing with the target and they say its your best
  Yeah
  [Chorus: DeJ Loaf]
  Let a nigga try me, try me (Yeah)
  I'ma get his whole motherfuckin' family (Wassup)
  And I ain't playin' with nobody
  Fuck around and I'ma catch a body
  Let a nigga try me, try me
  I'ma get his whole motherfuckin' family
  And I ain't playin' with nobody
  Fuck around and I'ma catch a body
  [Verse 1: DeJ Loaf]
  Tommys, macks and choppers bring that bitch up out him
  Shoes cost a fortune, so watch where you walking
  While she be gettin' fly, bitch I do this often
  We be cuttin' up in traffic but we often dolphins
  Leave a nigga swimmin', have yo' funeral in that ocean
  They say "DeJ got the juice", yeah I got that potion, whoa
  And I keep that nine on me so play crazy, it's fine with me
  Choppers scream, you go down on me, oh
  I'll get her on my song, I was just like "free Remy"
  All these bitches throwin' shots, come get you some free Henny, eh
  Whoa, where she find that? She ain't signed yet
  She ain't competing with these hoes, it ain't no contest [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
  Let that nigga try me, try me
  Homies on him like a paparazzi
  Skirt off in that Maserati
  Fuck yo' bitch and make her call me papi
  Uh, she give me toppy, super sloppy
  Fuck around and do the whole posse
  I'm smoking 
  OG
   and sippin' Rossi
  Penthouse suite, somethin' real bossy
  Lil Feezy got the fo' feezy
  And we goin' hard cause it ain't easy
  In the club yellin' "Fuck you!"
  And hell nah, it ain't never bull
  Twenty bottles, twenty bottles
  We pour it up, aye, shout out Rihanna
  Them niggas lookin', ain't know where to find us
  At the top, bitch, like the topic
  [Interlude: Remy Ma]
  What? What happened? Oh, oh
  That's what I thought, that's what I thought
  *laughs*
  [Chorus 2: Remy Ma]
  Let a nigga try me, try me
  I'ma get his whole motherfuckin' family
  And I ain't playin' with nobody
  Fuck around and I'ma catch a homi
  Let a nigga try me, try me
  I'ma get his whole motherfuckin' family
  And I ain't playin' with nobody
  Fuck around and I'ma catch a homi [Verse 3: Remy Ma]
  Don't keep it in a stash, I keep it on me
  Hit his wifey and hit his shorty
  I ain't the one to war wit', who want it?
  I'll leave ya fam in the wake, mournin'
  I send you to the doctor with the reviver
  Hit the passenger then hit the driver
  I move like a mobster, you chicks is funny
  I could make you do a summy, shit get ugly
  I hate bum bitches window shoppin'
  Make a lot of money, you should see my pockets
  I wear heavy jewels, check, we all brocky
  Come to ya piece, hit you in ya lobby
  I lay a nigga down if he try to rob me
  I put that on Pun
  , that's word to papi
  I stay on go mode, they can't stop me
  I'm the original, these broads copies
  Flow used to be tight, now you all sloppy
  That's why they all like "Remy Ma, when you droppin'?"
  If one of these chicks ever try to try me
  I'mma hit a ho mothafuckin' body
  [Chorus 2: Remy Ma]
  Let a nigga try me, try me
  I'ma get his whole motherfuckin' family
  And I ain't playin' with nobody
  Fuck around and I'ma catch a body
  Let a nigga try me, try me
  I'ma get his whole motherfuckin' family
  And I ain't playin' with nobody
  Fuck around and I'ma catch a body