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conversations.value: Write me a song called Miss Me with the following description: In an April 2010 interview with MTV News, Drake explained what “Miss Me” is about:
  It’s a song about being away from what you love and hoping that when you’re gone, doing you, somebody out there misses you. It goes for Wayne in his situation and it goes for me in my situation, ‘cause I’m on the road for I don’t how long right now.
  The song was released as the third single from Drake’s debut album, Thank Me Later. The song was originally by rapper Bun B but it had a different chorus and was entitled “All Night Long.” It was never released—instead, Drake was given the song. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1: Drake & 
  Bun B
  ]
  I said, "Tell me what's really goin' on"
  Drizzy back up in this thing, I'm ready, what's hannenin'?
  Gone for surgery but now I'm back again
  I'm 'bout my paper like a motherfuckin' scratch-and-win
  World Series attitude, champagne bottle life
  Nothin' ever changes so tonight is like tomorrow night
  I will have a model wife, yo' bitch is as hot as ice
  Every time you see me, I look like I hit the lotto twice
  Drake, you got 'em, right?
   Yeah, I got 'em, Bun
  I love myself 'cause I swear their life is just not as fun
  Neeks got the weed, Hush got a gun
  CJ got my credit cards and a lot of ones
  Yeah, I'm in the city of the purple Sprite
  Someone tell Maliah I'm on fire, she should work tonight
  Call up King of Diamonds and tell Chyna it'd be worth the flight
  I'll be at my table, stackin' dollars to the perfect height
  Work somethin', twerk somethin', basis
  She just tryna make it so she right here gettin' naked
  I don't judge her, I don't judge her but I could never love her
  'Cause to her I'm just a rapper and soon she'll have met another
  That's why me and Lil Jaz 'bout to spaz, can you keep up?
  I'm just feelin' sorry for whoever gotta sweep up
  Yeah, bills everywhere, trill everything
  And Drake just stand for Do Right And Kill Everything
  I love Nicki Minaj, I told her I'd admit it
  I hope one day we get married just to say we fuckin' did it
  And girl, I'm fuckin' serious, I'm wit' it if you wit' it
  'Cause yo' verses turn me on and yo' pants are mighty fitted
  Ugh, damn! I think you caught me in a moment
  Like I catch 'em stealin' flows 'cause I swear I never loaned it
  And life ain't a rehearsal, the camera's always rollin'
  So come and get a portion of this money that we blowin'
  'Cause it's on [Chorus: Drake]
  Yeah, girl, it's on
  You know what it is when I finally make it home
  I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone
  Yeah I hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone
  And you just tell me what you down for, anything you down for
  I know things have changed, know I used to be around more
  But you should miss me a little when I'm gone
  I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone, gone, gone
  [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
  Ooh, shit, motherfucker, God damn
  Kickin' bitches out the condo like Pam
  Gettin' money every day, I'm a groundhog
  'Bout to scoop ya girl up like a ground ball
  I walk light so I don't piss the ground off
  Man, I swear, my bitches do it 'til they suck the brown off
  Ew, that's nasty
  Yes, I am Weezy but I ain't asthmatic
  James Bond cologne, honey I put on
  Make 'em run and tell they friends like a marathon
  Voice baritone, haters carry on
  Beat the pussy up, call me Larry Holmes
  Young Money's Jerry Sloan, I turn every stone
  When she masturbate to me, that's how she learn every song
  To the women I condone, better write me when I'm gone
  No, I'm not that thuggish, not that ruggish but I do pack Bone
  Uh, I'm a love machine
  And I won't work for nobody but you
  It's only me and her 'cause the Bugatti a coupe
  It's Blood gang, slime, but I parlay with Snoop
  I ain't lyin', I shoot, you don't need signs for proof
  Turn you to a vegetable like you lyin' in soup
  And when I'm in the booth, bitch, the lion is loose
  Man, I got so many styles, I am a group
  Ha ha, damn! I'll be gone 'til November
  But fuck it, I ain't trippin', I know Drizzy gon' kill 'em
  I'm stickin' to the script like lint on denim
  Momma said "If the rules ain't bent, don't bend 'em"
  Real nigga talkin' – shut the fuck up, ho!
  Gotta do it one time for Haiti – what up, Zo?
  Weezy F. Baby and the F is for Front Do'
  'Cause that's where I brang it
  Soo-woo if you bangin', motherfucker! [Chorus: Drake]
  Yeah, girl, it's on
  You know what it is when I finally make it home
  I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone
  Yeah I hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone
  And you just tell me what you down for, anything you down for
  I know things have changed, know I used to be around more
  But you should miss me a little when I'm gone
  I just hope that you miss me a little when I'm gone, gone, gone
  [Outro: Drake]
  Uh, yeah, forever in our hearts
  JJ, we love you boy—H-Town!
  I’m gone, I’m gone, when I’m gone
  I’m gone, I’m gone, when I’m gone
  I just hope that you miss me, miss me
  Miss me, miss me
  Miss me a little when I’m gone
  Miss me a little when I’m gone, gone, gone
  Oh-woah, oh-woah, oh-woah