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[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Back Where I Belong with the following description: A song written by Avicii, although co-written and released by Otto Knows, in reference to his recent retirement from touring. The uncredited vocals are provided by Long Island born Laura Pergolizzi, better known by her stage name LP. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: LP]\nStep off the train at dawn\nBack in the place where I was born\nIt's been ten years since I've been gone\nIt took me ten years to know I'm wrong\n[Pre-Chorus: LP]\nI've been everywhere, nothing is new\nAnd I've done everything I've set out to do\nI'm nothing without you\nWithout you I'm nothing at all\n[Chorus: LP]\nNow I'm back where I belong\nNo matter where I'm from\nIt's been here all along\nI finally made it home\n[Breakdown]\n[Verse 2: LP]\nDon't know the price of time\nUntil you know what life can buy\nYou know I hope the world's been kind\nHope you can see it in my eyes [Pre-Chorus: LP]\nAnd I've been everywhere, and nothing is new\nAnd I've done everything I've set out to do\nI'm nothing without you\nWithout you I'm nothing at all\n[Chorus: LP]\nNow I'm back where I belong\nNo matter where I'm from\nIt's been here all along\nI finally made it home\nI finally made it home\n[Breakdown]\n[Chorus: LP]\nNow I'm back where I belong\nNo matter where I'm from\nIt's been here all along\nI finally made it home" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called ​llf with the following description: “llf”, the opener to Roddy’s second studio album LIVE LIFE FAST, begins the album with an introspective speech and accompanying vocals from previous collaborator Ty Dolla $ign. The song features instrumentation and string sections similar to the intro of Roddy’s debut. The song also interpolates Rick Ross and Kanye West’s July 2010 track “Live Fast, Die Young”.\nRoddy initially teased the song in full on December 9, 2021 on Instagram with a short movie, among other platforms, in preparation for the album’s release. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Roddy Ricch]\nMy OG Pete told me the goal in life was to have fast money, fast bitches, and fast cars\nBut the consequences behind that life is glory\nBut all fast things must slow down at some point, or life will force you to stop\nHis result was twenty-six years in the federal penitentiary\nI've realized I've lived fast, I wanna take my time\nTime is the most expensive luxury in the world\nIt's something you spend and never get back, but you never know how much you have left\n[Outro: Roddy Ricch, \nTy Dolla $ign\n, & \nBoth\n]\nThey say we gon' be \nlivin' like this for the rest of our life\nThey say we gon' be \nlivin' like this for the rest of tonight\nYou know they gon' be bangin' this shit for the rest of our lives\n (\nLives\n)\nLive fast and die young\nLive fast and die young\nLive fast and die young\nOoh, yeah\nOoh\nLive fast and die young, oh, oh, oh, oh" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Tough Love with the following description: On “Tough Love”, Chris looks back on a failed relationship, chalking the breakup down to love being hard to maintain. Chris regrets the things he said and states he didn’t fight hard enough for her, implying that he was at fault for their breakup.\nRacked with guilt, Chris desperately wants his heartbreak to stop but he can’t help but reminisce about the good times. As Chris thinks about life without his love, he realizes that she’s the only one for him and reaches out to her in an attempt to get back together. However, his texts to his former flame go unanswered, and his heartache continues. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nSometimes I get sentimental (Oh)\nAnd I get all in my head (Oh)\nI get caught up in my feelings (Oh)\nAnd regret the things I said (Yeah)\n[Chorus]\nIt's not magic\nBaby, there's no secret to love, no-no-no-no\nWe used to have it (Yeah)\nBut I just didn't fight hard enough (Enough)\nTo hold onto you now, oh, yeah\nStill keep thinkin' 'bout the way you kiss\nAnd it's way too hard for me not to sit and reminisce\nLove is so tough, make the memory hit so hard (So hard)\nHit so hard, make me wanna think back\nMake me want that old thing back, oh, no, no, no\n[Verse 2]\nI haven't felt this way in years\nI want it all to stop now, girl, I hate to dream about you\n'Cause I don't know how I'm gon' live my life without you\nIt's so hard, I'm almost in tears\nBut this dangerous game, girl, I've have been playin'\nCan't seem to stop [Chorus]\nIt's not magic\nBaby, there's no secret to love, no-no-no-no (Woah, ooh)\nWe used to have it (What I did, my baby, yeah)\nBut I just didn't fight hard enough (Enough)\nTo hold onto you now, oh, yeah\nStill keep thinkin' 'bout the way you kiss\nAnd it's way too hard for me not to sit and reminisce\nLove is so tough, make the memory hit so hard (So hard)\nHit so hard, make me wanna think back\nMake me want that old thing back, oh, no, no, no\n[Bridge]\nOh\nOh, no, no, no, no\nOh, woah-oh\nMake me want that old thing back\nMakin' me wanna reach back\nSend a text, tell me did you read that?\nI'm tryna vibe out, can you feel that?\n[Chorus]\nIt's not magic\nBaby, there's no secret to love, no-no-no-no\nWe used to have it (Yeah)\nBut I just didn't fight hard enough (Enough)\nTo hold onto you now, oh, yeah\nStill keep thinkin' 'bout the way you kiss\nAnd it's way too hard for me not to sit and reminisce\nLove is so tough, make the memory hit so hard (So hard)\nHit so hard, make me wanna think back\nMake me want that old thing back, oh, no, no, no [Outro]\nOh, no, no, no\nOh, no, no, no" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Easier with the following description: “Easier” is an unreleased throwaway demo by Post Malone. It’s unfinished, featuring Post mumble as he attempts to lay down the melody. Details about the song are largely speculative, however, it’s thought to have been recorded sometime around or after sessions for Post’s 2018 release, beerbongs & bentleys. It leaked online on August 11, 2019. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nDo things ever get easier?\nSome fall hard, so fast, freeze it, yeah\nSold my bands off it, but champagne sip through\nDo things ever get easier?\n[Verse 1]\nCountin' up bands, and so my neck froze\nRunnin' outside and cop a mafro\nRollie on now we're back and now my neck froze\nRunnin' outside, I'm another one\nWas he all up in it, count another one\nWas he in the pussy and am I on?\nHere's enough money, let's ball\nHere's enough money, let me throw\nDrive a Rolls Royce Wraith, that's my everyday\nAnd the money, it falls, then we come away\nThere's some money now, sippin' on my ice, ayy\nThere's some money and you might just get your ass kicked, but\n[Chorus]\nDo things ever get easier?\nSome fall hard, so fast, freeze it, yeah\nSold my bands off it, but champagne sip through\nDo things ever get easier? [Verse 2]\nDiamonds on me water like they know the call\nAnd I want a 40 and you know the call\nIt's some in a 40 and you know the call\nIt's a money 40, that's the protocol\nAnd oh, woah, girl it shouldn't make sense\nSince I got my own 40-automatic\nAnd oh, woah, girl, it shouldn't make sense\nSend the money with the 40 on the side\nYeah, ayy, let me know, tell me how she go\nPut it on my bands and the 20 on my truck\nDon't slow me up, baby, slow me up\nDiamonds on my bed, she can see them on me matter\nYou wanna run up on me, but it still ain't happen\nWas somewhere on her body, and she's still a mack\nHe's a run up on me, but it still ain't happen\nI remember back in Stoney and I'm in a mansion\n[Chorus]\nDo things ever get easier?\nSome fall hard, so fast, freeze it, yeah\nSold my bands off it, but champagne sip through\nDo things ever get easier?\n[Bridge]\nBall out my fatty, she call me daddy\nSee mama fatty, she pop them Xannies\nI don't want nothin', see mama fatty\nIt's on my doney and on my baby\nI don't want no-one, want another one\nPistol and her pussy help me though\nI don't want no-one, that's the one I want\nI don't want no pussy, let me go [Chorus]\nDo things ever get easier?\nSome fall hard, so fast, freeze it, yeah\nSold my bands off it, but champagne sip through\nDo things ever get easier?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Roc Me Out with the following description: Roc me out is the 9th song on Rihanna’s Talk that Talk album. Like Rihanna this song gives a naughty feel to listeners. It can be compared to Birthday Cake she did with her ex-boyfriend Chris Brown. In this song she chants to her man that she wants more from their previous experience in the bed room. She wants him to take control. She alludes the “good-girl” behavior. Just in case you thought she still had it. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Rihanna]\nYeah\nYeah\n[Chorus: Rihanna]\nSo give it to me like I want it\nThis is for your eyes only\nRoc me out, back and forth\nRoc me out, on the floor\nGive it to me like I need it\nYou know how to make me feel it\nRoc me out, more and more\nRoc me out, on the floor, yeah\n[Verse 1: Rihanna]\nCome over, boy, I'm so ready\nYou're taking too long to get my head on the ground\nAnd my feet in the clouds, oh-oh\nI'm so clean, feeling so dirty\nCome right now, you better hurry\nBefore you miss out, and I finish it off\nOh, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus: Rihanna]\nI've been a bad girl, daddy\nWon't you come get me? [Chorus: Rihanna]\nSo give it to me like I want it\nThis is for your eyes only\nRoc me out, back and forth\nRoc me out, on the floor\nGive it to me like I need it\nYou know how to make me feel it\nRoc me out, more and more\nRoc me out, on the floor, yeah\n[Verse 2: Rihanna]\nKeep it up for me, you can do it\nPut your hands on me, watch me lose it\nBoy, blew it out, like it's the only way out\nI'll show you my dirty secrets\nWe'll hush up boy, don't just speak it\nWhatever we do, it's between me and you\n[Pre-Chorus: Rihanna]\nI've been a bad girl, daddy\nWon't you come get me?\n[Chorus: Rihanna]\nSo give it to me like I want it\nThis is for your eyes only\nRoc me out, back and forth\nRoc me out, on the floor\nGive it to me like I need it\nYou know how to make me feel it\nRoc me out, more and more\nRoc me out, on the floor, yeah [Bridge: Rihanna]\nIt's gonna be different tonight\nThe best time in your life\nI just want you to know, baby\nTake a peek at the girl I hide\nI'll let you in on a dirty secret\nI just wanna be loved\n[Chorus: Rihanna]\nSo give it to me like I want it\nThis is for your eyes only\nRoc me out, back and forth\nRoc me out, on the floor\nGive it to me like I need it\nYou know how to make me feel it\nRoc me out, more and more\nRoc me out, on the floor\n[Outro: Rihanna]\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Summer of ’69 with the following description: One Direction covered Bryan Adams' “Summer of ‘69” on week 8 of The X Factor UK series 7. The theme of the week was rock. The boys also covered Joe Cocker’s “You Are So Beautiful” on their second peformance of the night.\nHarry was the one who chose this song. Coach Simon Cowell agreed because he felt that they could perform songs like this later on their careers. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Liam]\nI got my first real six-string\nBought it at the five-and-dime\nPlayed it 'til my fingers bled\nWas the summer of '69\n[Chorus: All]\nOh, when I look back now\nThat summer seemed to last forever\nAnd if I had the choice\nYeah, I'd always wanna be there\nThose were the best days of my life\nOh, yeah\nBack in the summer of '69, oh\n[Outro: All & (Harry)]\nMan, we were killin' time, we were young and restless\nWe needed to unwind\nI guess nothin' can last forever, forever, no\nBack in the summer of '69, oh\n(Back in the summer of '69, '69, '69)\nBack in the summer of '69, oh\nOh yeah\nBack in the summer of '69" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Beautiful People with the following description: The hook of this song samples Sia’s unreleased song ‘Beautiful People Say’, leaked in 2013.\nhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Is7A0i78qU\nThe chorus is slightly different from the original. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Hook: Sia] x2\nNo we won't say no\nBeautiful people say \"go, go, go\"\nBeautiful people don't stress, stress, stress\nWe never rest\nBeautiful people say \"yes\"\n[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]\nUh, kills 'em\nTook her home and the sex was so bomb she killed him\nShe don't do thousands, she do millions\nTake all that paper, stack it up to the ceiling\nThere's a lot of ballers in the the building, and she's trying to catch one\nThe last was the right nigga, the next was the best one\nIf she get a hold of you, problems, you'll get some\nBetter get outta Dodge, \nouter space, Jetsons\nShe looked me into my face and lied\nShe put me into her mouth, I died\nShe took me back to her place\nAnd showed me what's left of the niggas who ever told me to never try\n[Hook: Sia] x2\nNo we won't say no\nBeautiful people say \"go, go, go\"\nBeautiful people don't stress, stress, stress\nWe never rest\nBeautiful people say \"yes\" [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]\nOoh, you ain't even trying to catch a man\nYou just fall up in the club, doing what you do\nNew hair, new shoes, they've been told to stay away from you\nBut they break the rules\nSad to say but they deserve to lose\nShe's a black girl, baby, they don't lose\nShould have payed attention to the clues\nNow she stuck to you like glue\nNow you like what, like who, write what, right there\nCall you when you wanna roll up and make moves\nNow the time's up, now it's clear\nGotta get the fuck up outta here\nReal niggas gone do what they gotta do\nNow baby-girl I ain't hating, I'm just using some hesitation\nSome niggas got beef with you, I don't blame em\nThat's that bullshit, so I'm skating\n[Hook: Sia]\nNo we won't say no\nBeautiful people say \"go, go, go\"\nBeautiful people don't stress, stress, stress\nWe never rest\nBeautiful people say \"yes\"\n[Outro: Wiz Khalifa]\nUh, smoke weed all day\nI don't got time for that bullshit" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Song Groove (a.k.a. Abortion Papers) with the following description: “Song Groove aka Abortion Papers” is a pop-rock infused anthem denouncing those that are pro-choice. Recorded in 1987, Michael did not intend for the song to bash the pro-choice community; he merely wanted to persuade them to follow Christian canons and find another way.\nAccording to the MJ estate and confirmed by his friend Matt Froger, the liner notes for the demo read:\nI have to do it in a way so I don’t offend girls who have gotten abortions or bring back guilt trips, so it has to be done carefully…I have to really think about it\nFroger writes, “But when you listen to the song there’s a story being told. Michael really reflected on what the approach should be.” This groovy-storytelling approach and the “wicked woman” motif is similar to other Michael Jackson songs of this recording era, notably “Beat It”, “Billie Jean”, “A Place With No Name”, and “Do You Know Where Your Children Are”.\nJust the release of the track listing for Bad 25 in August 2012 caused controversy and sparked a discussion on the King of Pop’s legacy and his political views. Some of the lyrics have since been mis-attributed as saying, “Don’t know the worst, she knows an atheist.”\nThis may not be the first time Michael has voiced an opinion on abortion – he sings in the hit “Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'”:\nIf you can’t feed your baby (yeah, yeah)\nThen don’t have a baby (yeah, yeah) Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nSister don't read, she'll never know\nWhat about love?\nLiving a Christian song\nWhat do we care if she runs away?\nWhat about love?\nWhat about all I pray?\nGo through the words, she knows a priest\nWhat about God?\nLiving is all I see\nWhat will you care, think she will say?\nWhat about love?\nThat's all I pray\n[Chorus]\nThose abortion papers\nSignin' your name against the Word of God\nThose abortion papers\nThink about life, \nI’d like to have my child\n[Verse 2]\nSister confused, she went along\nWhat about love?\nWhat about all I saw?\nBiding her time, breathing the words\nSinging a song, reciting a Bible verse\nFather's confused, mother despair\nBrother's in curse\nWhat about all I've seen?\nYou know the line, you came alone\nWhat about heart?\nThat’s all I've known [Chorus]\nThose abortion papers\nSignin' your name against the Word of God\nThose abortion papers\nThink about life, \nI'd like to have my child\nThose abortion papers (Ooh!)\nSignin' your name against the Word of God\nThose abortion papers\nThink about life, \nI'd like to have my child\n(chh chh - chh chh chh)\n(chh chh chh)\n[Verse 3]\nLook at my words\nWhat do they say?\nLook in my heart\nBurning is all heartbreak\nWhat do you get?\nWhat do you say?\nWhat about love?\nI feel my sin\n[Chorus]\nThose abortion papers\nSignin' your name against the Word of God\nThose abortion papers\nThink about life, \nI'd like to have my child\nThose abortion papers (Ooh!)\nThink about life, \nI'd like to have my child\n(Ooh!) (chh chh - chh chh chh) (Ooh!) [Bridge]\nShe could have been grateful\nWhere will she go?\nWhat will she do\nThrough the world?\n[Verse 4]\nSister don't know, where will she go?\nWhat about love?\nWhat about all I saw?\nWhat will you care?\nDon't be so confused\nLove all the things\nIt's just the things I do\n[Chorus]\nThose abortion papers\nSignin' your name against the Word of God\nThose abortion papers\nThink about life, \nI'd like to have my child\n[Outro]\nThose abortion papers\n(Abortion papers)\n(This paper) (Hee-hee)\nThose abortion papers (Hee hee-hee hee-hee hee-hee)\nI'd like to have my child (Hee-hee hee -hee-hee-hee)\nThose abortion papers\n(Hee-hee hee-hee-hee-hee)\n(Hee-hee hee hee-hee)\nThose abortion papers (Hee-hee hee-hee-hee-hee)\nI'd like to have my child (Hee-hee hee-hee-hee-hee)\nThose abortion papers (Hee-hee Hee-hee-hee-hee)\n(Hee-hee hee-hee)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Bubbles with the following description: Bubbles is the second cookie track from the 6-song EP, Sweet Hamster Like Jewels from America. It was released for the Linkin Park Underground community, as the eighth LPU EP. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "A-one, two, three four\nBubbles, bubbles\nI wish my name was bubbles, bubbles\nI wish my friends were bubbles, bubbles\nI ride my car on bubbles, bubbles\nI go real far on bubbles\nOn bubbles\nBubbles, bubbles\nI blow a lot of bubbles, bubbles\nI show a lot of bubbles, bubbles\nI ride a plane on bubbles, bubbles\nI go insane on bubbles\nOn bubbles\nCause it's a B and a U\nAnd a B and a B and an L\nAnd an E and an S\nIt's a B and a U\nAnd a B and a B and an L\nAnd an E and an S\nAnd an S\nOh bubbles, oh bubbles\nI wish my name was bubbles, bubbles\nI wish my friends were bubbles, and bubbles\nI drive my car on bubbles, on bubbles\nI go real far on bubbles\nOn bubbles, yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Flatline with the following description: \nFlatline, a bonus track released on iTunes free along with the release of Justin Bieber’s full Journals album as an early Christmas present\nhttps://twitter.com/AlfredoFlores/statuses/414976212377677825\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nFlatline, flatline, flatline, flatline\n[Verse 1]\nLately you've been busy, wondering if you miss me\nWhy did you go against me? I just wanna know\nHow come you act so different? Just talk to me I'll listen\nAll the love I'm giving, don't act like you don't know\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI was out there on the road, life out of control\nShe became a victim to my busy schedule\nAnd I know that it's not fair, that don't mean that I don't care\nThis one's dedicated to the girl out there\n[Chorus]\nGirl you always catch me at the bad time\nWhen I know you probably think it's a lie\nI know I told you last time was the last time\nHow could you pull the plug and let me flatline?\nFlatline, flatline\nHow could you pull the plug and let me flatline?\nCause when I hit you, you don't even reply\nHow could you pull the plug and let me flatline?\n[Verse 2]\nNot breathing, what is it I'm not seeing?\nShe said she's leaving, damn I can't believe it\nIt's like my heart's bleeding knowing that you don't need me\nShut my heart down, now I don't know what I'mma do now [Pre-Chorus]\nI was out there on the road, life out of control\nShe became a victim to my busy schedule\nAnd I know that it's not fair, that don't mean that I don't care\nThis one's dedicated to the girl out there\n[Chorus]\nGirl you always catch me at the bad time\nWhen I know you probably think it's a lie\nI know I told you last time was the last time\nHow could you pull the plug and let me flatline?\nFlatline, flatline\nHow could you pull the plug and let me flatline?\nCause when I hit you, you don't even reply\nHow could you pull the plug and let me flatline?\n[Bridge]\nGirl you always catch me at the bad time\nGirl you always catch me at the bad time\nI know I told you last time was the last time\nHow could you pull the plug and let me flatline, flatline\n[Chorus]\nGirl you always catch me at the bad time\nWhen I know you probably think it's a lie\nI know I told you last time was the last time\nHow could you pull the plug and let me flatline?\nFlatline, flatline\nHow could you pull the plug and let me flatline?\nCause when I hit you, you don't even reply\nHow could you pull the plug and let me flatline?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Lie 2 Kick It with the following description: “Lie to Kick It” is Kid Ink’s latest track, which, along with Ty Dolla, features his Alumni crewmate Bricc Baby. The song is club-friendly like most of Kid Ink and Ty Dolla’s material, but it’s got a darker edge thanks the nasty DJ Mustard production.\nInk annonces that he is going to release some tracks before an upcomping album and this track is the 1st of it.\nThis track show one more time the friendship between Ink and TY$ and put Bricc up like the new upcoming artist from the Alumni Music Group like Vee Tha Rula before him (notice that they are both going to join Ink during his european tour for “Full Speed”)\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]\nYou ain't gotta lie to kick it\nNah you ain't gotta lie to kick\nIn the club with a padded bra\nY'all some little titty lyin' bitches\nDamn, hundred dollars on that green dot\nSpraypainted on them Red Bottoms\nOld ass Louis bag\nThat ain't a purse, that's a computer bag\nFraud bitch with a fraud nigga\nIn line for them Js at the mall nigga\nRidin' 'round with no petrol\nHow you make that iPhone on Metro\nWhere you get a Louis belt made in Mexico?\nTwitter hashtag, #BitchYouReallyBroke\nNow all these bitches gotta book a nympho\nDon't act, don't sing, don't model\n[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]\nYou ain't gotta lie to kick it\nNah you ain't gotta lie to kick it\nYou's a real bitch or real nigga\nThen you ain't gotta lie to kick it\nYou ain't gotta lie to kick it\nNah you ain't gotta lie to kick it\nFake niggas and fake bitches\nTell 'em you ain't gotta lie to kick it [Verse 2: Kid Ink]\nYou ain't gotta lie though\nYou know I got a thing for mulattos\nJust follow the car with the Forgiatos\nBitch I only give my number to the Lotto\nI ain't got no time for the model shit\nSo promiscuous, Nelly Furtado\nJust tryna have a little fun, don't miss out\nOne more shot better bring the real bitch out\nI don't really care about your history\nNah you ain't gotta act like a mystery\nI'm the real, tell a fake nigga miss me\nBurn rubber on them niggas like Penske\nLyin' 'bout your life that I'm living, simply\nWoke up in a dream with two bitches tryna pinch me\nI just get between 'em like parenthesis\nPut 'em out their misery, parental advisory\nNigga please\n[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]\nYou ain't gotta lie to kick it\nNah you ain't gotta lie to kick it\nYou's a real bitch or real nigga\nThen you ain't gotta lie to kick it\nYou ain't gotta lie to kick it\nNah you ain't gotta lie to kick it\nFake niggas and fake bitches\nTell 'em you ain't gotta lie to kick it [Verse 3: Bricc Baby]\nYou ain't gotta like to kick it\nFake ass, fake titties, yeah I'm fuckin' with you\nOh you Beyoncé? Now you independent?\nBut you sold your food stamps for some Gucci slippers\nBitch stop lyin', make your ass shake\nIf you a stripper, be a stripper for the bands' sake\nNow she runnin' 'round town with my band, mane\nBandcamp, Bat Gang, yeah them bands straight\nBoy you know you lyin', you ain't killed nobody\nYou rockin' fake Trues, fake Gucci and Versace\nYeah you Lil Scrappy, you don't want the problems\nI'm a Crip, no father, we can get it poppin'\n[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]\nYou ain't gotta lie to kick it\nNah you ain't gotta lie to kick it\nYou's a real bitch or real nigga\nThen you ain't gotta lie to kick it\nYou ain't gotta lie to kick it\nNah you ain't gotta lie to kick it\nFake niggas and fake bitches\nTell 'em you ain't gotta lie to kick it" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called I.Y.A. with the following description: “I.Y.A” is an acronym for “In Your Arms” and the track discusses the love and the happiness that comes along with waking up in the arms of one’s girl.\nThe up-tempo pop record features Ester Dean on the background vocals. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI was crazy when I said I didn't love you\nFrom the first time that I ever saw you\nThe emotions running deep underneath my skin\nSign anywhere for your love, where do we begin?\n[Pre-Chrous]\nSo lay me down\nTell me what I wanna hear\nTake me down\nThere's nobody else I'd rather be with\n[Chorus]\nI wanna wake up in your arms\nI wanna wake up in your arms\nI wanna wake up in your arms\nI wanna wake up in your arms\n[Post-Chorus]\nOh-oh-oh, woah\nOh-oh-oh, woah\nOh-oh-oh, woah\nOh-oh-oh, woah\n[Verse 2]\nIf my heart is outta place, move over\nI could've told you how it hurts, could've told ya\nAnd now I want you, I can feel it in my heartbeat\nIt's like a race, like I'm running in a track meet [Pre-Chrous]\nSo lay me down (Oh-oh)\nTell me what I wanna hear (Oh-oh)\nTake me down (Oh-oh)\nThere's nobody else I'd rather be with (Oh-oh)\n[Chorus]\nI wanna wake up in your arms (Your arms)\nI wanna wake up in your arms (I wanna wake up in your arms)\nI wanna wake up in your arms (Your arms, your arms)\nI wanna wake up in your arms (Your arms, your arms)\n[Post-Chorus]\nOh-oh-oh, woah\nOh-oh-oh, woah\nOh-oh-oh, woah\nOh-oh-oh, woah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called M.P.A. with the following description: Kanye and Pusha T collaborate once again on “M.P.A.,” an acronym for Money, Pussy, Alcohol. On the set of the video, Push explained that the song “sort of describes my perspective on life,” adding that M, P, and A are:\nThe three vices that I feel like sway people in the world today and sway people in the life, especially in the street life.\nA$AP Rocky—with whom Push has worked before on the track “TKO (Black Friday Remix)”—compared this song to his own acronym-titled, “PMW (All I Really Need)” [off LONG.LIVE.A$AP].\nIt’s all the same kind of content. It’s just talking about most of us rappers’ vices. So, I could relate to it.”\n\nKanye West and J. Cole produced the track. Cole flipped the beat for the third verse, because Pusha wanted a “darker” tone.\nThe song is built off a sample of “Konklusjon” (Norwegian for “conclusion”) written by Finn Pedersen, and played by the Norwegian Christian band Good News.\n https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NMLChIR7YNQ\nThe underlying chain sound is reminiscent of Kanye West’s “Jesus Walks”. The sound is used to represents vices to which we are bound.\ncheck out its sheet music! Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: The-Dream]\nI see the strangest things\nThe evil that money brings\nI swear it’s like a disease\nThat goes round and round and round like sirens\nAnd they wanna bury me\nWhy? Cause I’m anti everything\nI swear it’s like a disease\nThat goes round and round and round like sirens\n[Chorus: Kanye West & A$AP Rocky]\nMoney, pussy, alcohol\nYou niggas pussy after all\nMoney, pussy, alcohol\nYou niggas pussy, had it all\n[Post-Chorus: A$AP Rocky]\n(And we way up, yeah, yeah)\n(She wait up, yeah, yeah)\n(I lay up, yeah, yeah)\nGet in them drawers\n(And we way up, yeah, yeah)\nI had a dream I had it all\n(She wait up, yeah, yeah)\n(I lay up, yeah, yeah)\nI woke up and really had it all [Verse 1: Pusha T]\nThe three leading killers of you niggas\nIs the shit that’s most appealing to you niggas\nEven I fell victim to it, your pride don’t let you do it\nThe lies will get you through it\nMoney, pussy, alcohol, what a wonderful cocktail\nFronted my first brick over oxtails and ran with it\nDope is like a two-way street\nThe addiction, both you and me, now take a seat (Uh)\nEvery car got a fleet, every broad get a jeep\nEvery sparkle in the club that wasn’t ours, we compete\nPoor minds, poor decision makers\nNo reward, then what’s the risk you taking?\nNew bitch I been fucking might start a rap war\nWon’t unveil it yet, can’t tell it yet\nDefense wins games Bill Belichick\nThese hoes having Google numbers, niggas better check\nYuugh\n[Chorus: Kanye West & A$AP Rocky]\nMoney, pussy, alcohol\nYou niggas pussy after all\nMoney, pussy, alcohol\nYou niggas pussy, had it all\n[Post-Chorus: A$AP Rocky]\n(And we way up, yeah, yeah)\n(She wait up, yeah, yeah)\n(I lay up, yeah, yeah)\nGet in them drawers\n(And we way up, yeah, yeah)\nI had a dream I had it all\n(She wait up, yeah, yeah)\n(I lay up, yeah, yeah)\nI woke up and really had it all [Verse 2: Pusha T]\nShout out my bitches fucking baseball niggas\nThat dress like Bamas with guaranteed contracts\nYeah, I see your vision, sick of prison visits\nNow the Major League’s where you're fishing\nYou young and hot, so why not?\nThe dealers is washed, the money is dry, so take your best shot\nWe can’t judge you ‘cause we ain’t hug you\nWe sent you off to other hoods and let them niggas fuck you\nFor real, we made you watch from afar\nEven talked down on you, tryna dim your star\nUntil we seen them foreign cars pull up\nAnd watch them pick you up\nAnd then we realized we missed a diamond in the rough\nSo, make us proud, make it count\nUntil you learn to love ‘em, make ‘em spare no amount\nMake ‘em dig deeper to keep ya, knowing you deserve it\nTake advantage of it when you’re worth it\nReal bitches worth it\n[Chorus: Kanye West & A$AP Rocky]\nMoney, pussy, alcohol\nYou niggas pussy after all\nMoney, pussy, alcohol\nYou niggas pussy, had it all [Post-Chorus: A$AP Rocky]\n(And we way up, yeah, yeah)\n(She wait up, yeah, yeah)\n(I lay up, yeah, yeah)\nGet in them drawers\n(And we way up, yeah, yeah)\nI had a dream I had it all\n(She wait up, yeah, yeah)\n(I lay up, yeah, yeah)\nI woke up and really had it all\n[Verse 3: Pusha T]\nI’ve been watching all you real niggas\nI done seen more won't than you will niggas\nTake a swing, snatch a chain\nLose your mind, go insane\nI’m in the club, you in the club too\nI got money, you got money too\nYou think it’s honey dew\nWhispering in my ear like a hunny do\nEyeballing every bottle that we running through\nTrying to stand near, nigga damn near\nPushing bitches out the way to Instagram here\nIt’s no pictures, now you in your feelings\nI’m a real dope boy, no stranger dealings\nBruised ego, Henny-induced Debos\nNickel bag niggas, all of a sudden Ninos\nI cancel all of you G-Moneys for G money\nI get it done for quarter ki money, for real\n[Chorus: Kanye West & A$AP Rocky]\nMoney, pussy, alcohol\nYou niggas pussy after all\nMoney, pussy, alcohol\nYou niggas pussy, had it all\n[Post-Chorus: A$AP Rocky]\n(And we way up, yeah, yeah)\n(She wait up, yeah, yeah)\n(I lay up, yeah, yeah)\nGet in them drawers\n(And we way up, yeah, yeah)\nI had a dream I had it all\n(She wait up, yeah, yeah)\n(I lay up, yeah, yeah)\nI woke up and really had it all\n[Produced by Kanye West and J. Cole]" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Seven Rings with the following description: This track most likely refers to the idea that this is Future’s 7th project in a row of great music. The other projects he is referencing of course being (in order of release): Monster, Beast Mode, 56 Nights, DS2, What A Time To Be Alive (with Drake), and last, but not least Purple Reign.\n\nThis could also reference Robert Horry of the Lakers winning seven rings. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah, I told 'em\nI told 'em if it's a problem, say it's a problem\nI told you off the top that I was solid\nI told you we get money by the pillow\nI told you half of these niggas with me win now\n[Chorus]\nMy left and right hand Robert Horry\nMost my niggas pop Xans unemployed\nI can't stop, I'm goin' in, steroids\nI tried to tell you when I came, it was God\nI'm washin' off my hands with the mula like it's Ajax\nSippin' out my cup, hell no, don't you taste that\nHundred percent chance I done doped up and laced that\nChillin' with my family, hangin' low, I embrace them\n[Verse 1]\n20 different strippers, money double, triple\nStarted off slizzered, they callin' me The Wizard\nValet got that Porsche, Casino got that Porsche\nKillers all I know, fill 'em up with the dough\nYou know I'm on that syrup, about to send the word\nDo niggas really argue? Who gon' shoot you first\nFatface wanna do you, Blade wanna do you\nThis bitch from Guyana, layin' low with that hammer\nTry not to fuck her on camera\nI pray that my young nigga don't kill you on camera\nYou come too close, nigga, I'ma have to kill you on camera\nI hate to discuss it\nIf Bubba don't trust you, nigga, you know I don't trust you [Chorus]\nMy left and right hand Robert Horry\nMost my niggas pop Xans unemployed\nI can't stop, I'm goin' in, steroids\nI tried to tell you when I came, it was God\nI'm washin' off my hands with the mula like it's Ajax\nSippin' out my cup, hell no, don't you taste that\nHundred percent chance I done doped up and laced that\nChillin' with my family, hangin' low, I embrace them\n[Verse 2]\nHeater on your side, it's a hundred percent chance\nSome of these people by my side is straight up out the can\nWe come from the bottom, upper echelon\nI came here to serve you, need some cash on delivery\nI just hope she washed her mouth out before you kiss her\nMy downtown bitch said, \"Did you heard me?\"\nI think she stays five minutes from Bourbon\nI had an Arizona plug, used to serve me\nI throwed that money in the bag cause it was dirty\nHe got that chopper on him now and he hurtin'\nI know he 'bout to let it go and that's for certain\nI know he 'bout to let it go and that's for sure\n[Chorus]\nMy left and right hand Robert Horry\nMost my niggas pop Xans unemployed\nI can't stop, I'm goin' in, steroids\nI tried to tell you when I came, it was God\n(I tried to tell you)\nI'm washin' off my hands with the mula like it's Ajax\nSippin' out my cup, hell no, don't you taste that\nHundred percent chance I done doped up and laced that\nChillin' with my family, hangin' low, I embrace them [Bridge]\nTold 'em if it's a problem, say it's a problem\nI told you off the top that I was solid\nI told you we get money, by the pillow\nI told you half of these niggas with me win now\n[Outro]\nMy left and right hand Robert Horry\nMy left and right hand Robert Horry\nPlus my nigga pop Xans unemployed\nI tried to tell you when I came, it was God" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Rule The World with the following description: The Wanted groups up after years of hiatus and releases “Rule The World”, a song that follows the classic electric pop sound that the british band is known for. The track is the lead single, and first track of the band’s greatest hits album, The Wanted: The Greatest Hits, released on November 12th, 2021.\nThe song was announced on October 7, six days prior to the release of the track. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Max George]\nWe all wanna rule the world\nFace carved into stone\nWe all wanna rule the world\nBut can't do it alone\n[Verse 1: Tom Parker, \nSiva Kaneswaran\n]\nSomeday when you get older\nYou're gonna see the world\nFar away from where you grow up\nYou'll find yourself for sure\n[Pre-Chorus: Nathan Sykes]\nWhen you reach the stars, reach the stars\nDon't you ever change who you are\nAnd together we came this far\nSo far\n[Chorus: Max George]\nWe all wanna rule the world\nFace carved into stone\nWe all wanna rule the world\nBut can't do it alonе\nWe all wanna rule the world\nOoh\nWе all wanna rule the world\nOoh [Verse 2: Jay McGuiness, \nTom Parker\n]\nPeople, they'll try to tell you\nWho you're supposed to be\nThey only see the outline\nBut not the in-between\n[Pre-Chorus: Nathan Sykes, \nMax George\n]\nWhen you reach the stars, reach the stars\n (\nOoh\n)\nDon't you ever change who you are (\nOoh\n)\nAnd together we came this far (\nWe came this far, ooh\n)\nSo far\n[Chorus: Max George]\nWe all wanna rule the world\nFace carved into stone\nWe all wanna rule the world\nBut can't do it alone\nWe all wanna rule the world\nOoh\nWe all wanna rule the world\nOoh\n[Post-Chorus: Max George]\nWe all wanna rule the world\nOoh\nWe all wanna rule the world\nOoh [Outro: Siva Kaneswaran, \nMax George\n]\nWe all wanna rule the world\nOoh\nWe all wanna rule the world" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Still Pushin with the following description: “Still Pushin” is the intro song from Logic’s 2023 Inglorious Basterd mixtape. In the track, the Maryland rapper spits over Lupe Fiasco’s “Kick, Push” beat. The song was released on August 16, 2023 to all members of his Discord group. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nAs you see, my Jedi powers are far beyond yours\n (Logic)\nYeah, check it, ayo\n[Verse]\nPick up the brush like Picasso, '93 Nas flow\n200 on the 101, watch as the nos go (Now)\nStraight from the underground, that lost flow\nNow we get Louis V, back in the day as a kid it was Costco\nI stay breaded like Roscoe’s\nRap messiah, me and my apostles\nI'm 33 but by rap years I'm fuckin’ fossils\nStill kickin', still pushin', still grindin', still goin'\nAlready knowing that I don't know shit\nWalk in the room, knew my intentions ‘fore I spoke it\nI took the record and broke it\nFeeling limitless, I'm feeling so focused\nThis is all me, nobody co-wrote this\nAnd I hope this reach you when you need it\nNot at your wit's end, feeling depletеd\nKeep being you, fake motherfuckеrs we seeing through\nThis some rap shit, come now feel the flow in this beat\nI’ve had my ups and downs, but life ain’t ever felt this steep\nShallow moments in my career, but it's never been this deep\nPraise God that I’m alive, moment I wait 'til I see\nAyo, this is emceeing, finally ON-YO like Koreans\nForeseeing I would blow like C4, who want more?\nMe and my clique tighter than belt buckles\nThis for anybody that life beat down and felt knuckles\nFor the Discord, pulling strings like Hendrix's ripcords\n(You are watching a master at work)\nWooh, this shit crazy (Is this what you want?) [Verse 2]\nAyo, my kicks 3G's like an astronaut’s, pass the shots\nYou stay acting funny\nNeed a reality check? That's that Kardashian money\nMy flow ultra, no 85\n'86 you like Reagan, no longer alive\nEngaging in bullshit, I want no parts\nRapping in my genes, ain't no starch\nI can rhyme without rhyming\n, still make the people third month\nFifth month I continue to ensue, cut you like Ginsu\nYou don't know the shit that I been through\nIt's hard to stay present when your past was tense\nThe flow is immense\nWeed hit my chest like 450 on the bench\nOn my \nMPC2000XL\n in the front yard\nI stay with vintage brakes like junk yards, always come hard\nPick up the mic now En Garde\nTry hard, back with another attempt\nDon't hold me exempt\nStay with bars like I was held in contempt\nAin't fucking with you like a women ain't giving consent\nWhat's the gift of life without presents?\nSmoking an ounce plus the resin\nI got the throne, you got the chair\nStay dropping the ball like Time Square\nWhen I'm fried I lose track of time like Phil in Futurama\nNo time for the drama, only the comma, my money never pause\nRebel with a cause\n, sound the applause\nIn the cut like gause\nBlack and white like Hitchcock\n, me and the blunt lip-lock\nI'ma \nkick push\n, you can suck a dick and then kick rocks [Outro]\nFirst free mixtape in ten years\nIt's Logic, pack master\nYoung Sinatra, RattPack\nI love y'all, man, this whole shit straight from the heart\nInglorious Basterd, Volume 1" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Nobody’s Listening with the following description: With the main sample being a Japanese bamboo flute, Nobody’s Listening has a very different atmosphere from the rest of the songs on Meteora.\nIt also samples High Voltage, a song from the original Hybrid Theory EP released in 1999 when the band was still called “Hybrid Theory”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Mike Shinoda]\nCom-com-com-com-comin' at you\nCom—, at you, com-comin' at you\n[Verse 1: Mike Shinoda]\nYo, peep the style and the kids checkin' for it\nThe number one question is \"How could you ignore it?\"\nWe drop right back in the cut over basement tracks\nWith raps that got you backin' this up like \"Rewind that\"\nWe're just rollin' with the rhythm\nRise from the ashes of stylistic division\nWith these non-stop lyrics of life livin'\nNot to be forgotten but still unforgiven\nBut in the meantime, there are those\nWho wanna talk this and that, so I suppose\nThat it gets to a point where feelings gotta get hurt\nAnd get dirty with the people spreadin' the dirt, it ​goes\n[Chorus: Chester Bennington, \nMike Shinoda\n]\nTry to give you warning\nBut everyone ignores me\nTold you everything loud and clear\nBut nobody's listening\nCall to you so clearly\nBut you don't want to hear me\nTold you everything loud and clear\nBut nobody's listening [Verse 2: Mike Shinoda]\nI got a heart full of pain, head full of stress\nHandful of anger held in my chest\nAnd everything left's a waste of time\nI hate my rhymes but hate everyone else's more\nI'm ridin' on the back of this pressure\nGuessin' that it's better I can't keep myself together\nBecause all of this stress gave me somethin' to write on\nThe pain gave me somethin' I could set my sights on\nYou never forget the blood, sweat, and tears\nThe uphill struggle over years, the fear\nAnd trash-talkin' and the people it was to\nAnd the people that started it, just like you\n[Chorus: Chester Bennington, \nMike Shinoda\n]\nTry to give you warning\nBut everyone ignores me\nTold you everything loud and clear\nBut nobody's listening\nCall to you so clearly\nBut you don't want to hear me\nTold you everything loud and clear\nBut nobody's listening\n[Bridge: Mike Shinoda]\nI got a heart full of pain, head full of stress\nHandful of anger held in my chest\nUphill struggle, blood, sweat, and tears\nNothin' to gain, everything to fear\nHeart full of pain, head full of stress\nHandful of anger held in my chest\nUphill struggle, blood, sweat, and tears\nNothin' to gain, everything to fear\nHeart full of pain [Chorus: Chester Bennington, \nMike Shinoda\n]\nTry to give you warning\nBut everyone ignores me\nTold you everything loud and clear\nBut nobody's listening\nCall to you so clearly\nBut you don't want to hear me\nTold you everything loud and clear\nBut nobody's listening\n[Breakdown: Mike Shinoda, \nChester Bennington\n]\nI got a heart full of pain, head full of stress\nNobody's listening\nHandful of anger held in my chest\nNobody's listening\nUphill struggle, blood, sweat, and tears\nNobody's listening\nNothin' to gain, everything to fear\nNobody's listening\n[Outro: Mike Shinoda]\nCom-com-com-com-comin' at you\nCom-comin', comin', comin', comin' at you\nCom-comin', come-com-comin' at\nCom-com-com-com-comin' at you from every side" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called What’s My Name with the following description: On “What’s My Name”, Fivio Foreign enlists rapper Coi Leray and singer Queen Naija for a drill track that samples the July 1999 song “Say My Name”, by girl group Destiny’s Child.\nFivio has previewed the song on his Instagram and asked his followers which artists he should add to the track. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Beyoncé]\nSay my name, say my name\nIf you ain't runnin' game\nSay my name, say my name\nBetter say\n[Pre-Chorus: Fivio Foreign]\nFuck a partition\n, come ride with the boss in the back seat, uh (Huh)\nA lot on my mind, I don't wanna think, she come and relax me, huh\nDivin' at the water, breaststroke\nTell me your thoughts, Peep Show\nNow on a mission, don't stop\nRespectfully (Come on), told her she better (Uh)\n[Chorus: Fivio Foreign \nwith Queen Naija\n]\nSay my name\nWhat's my name?\nWhat's my name?\nHuh, yeah, look\nWhat's my name?\nSay my name\nWhat's my name?\nYeah, look (Fivi')\n[Verse 1: Fivio Foreign]\nI know you in love with me, that's cool\nShe say my name and she gеttin' a tattoo\nWe should've been therе together, it's past due\nNow, let's go have some fun in this backroom\nMan, that ex-nigga boring, bad news\nShe ain't never come out, he had mad rules\nI can buy you Chanelly and mad shoes\nI can match with Dior and the bags too (Uh)\nAnd you can tell me what you like, ha (Uh)\nAnd I could take you for the night (Yeah)\nI could teach you lessons you ain't never knew\nAnd you could add it to your life (Uh)\nI could boss you up, baby, huh\nI'm here to boss you up, baby (I'm here to boss you up, baby)\nI can tell you don't know too much\n'Cause you ain't been told enough, baby (Uh) [Pre-Chorus: Fivio Foreign]\nFuck a partition, come ride with the boss in the back seat, uh\nA lot on my mind, I don't wanna think, she come and relax me, huh\nDivin' at the water, breaststroke\nTell me your thoughts, Peep Show\nNow on a mission, don't stop\nRespectfully (Come on), told her she better (Uh)\n[Chorus: Fivio Foreign \nwith Queen Naija\n]\nSay my name\nWhat's my name?\nWhat's my name?\nHuh, yeah, look\nWhat's my name?\nSay my name\nWhat's my name?\n[Verse 2: Queen Naija]\nIf you wanna hear me say your name\nGotta make me say your name (Name)\nPull up on you in a Range\nShow you a couple of thangs (Thangs)\nI love me a thug nigga\nMight let you shoot up the club, nigga\nOoh, wee, just so good\nI'ma make you fall in love with it\nTake me to Louis (Ooh)\nBuy me some Gucci (Ooh)\nDiamonds and rubies\nMight let you feel on my booty\nUh, let's make a movie (Uh-huh)\nYour ex mad, she a groupie (Uh-huh)\nBaby, go take off them Ksubis\nKnow you wanna hop inside the jacuzzi [Chorus: Fivio Foreign & Queen Naija, \nFivio Foreign\n & \nCoi Leray\n]\nSay my name\nWhat's my name?\nWhat's my name?\nHuh, yeah, look\nWhat's my name?\nSay my name (\nSave me the receipt, uh\n)\nWhat's my name? (\nYeah, let's go\n)\n[Verse 3: Coi Leray]\nYou be all in my head and be stressin' me out\nTalk too much, you be runnin' your mouth\nNo more talkin', way too lit to get caught up\nYou know I'm in and I'm all out (Out)\nYou can take me to the room\nYou know, I wanna go up and down on you\nHe said, \"Bae, you a freak\" (Freak)\nI said, \"Bae, you a freak\"\nI said, \"Ooh, let me come and link with you\"\nCall you when I'm in the mood\nI'm comin' through, put the pressure on you\nJust tell me what you wanna do\nNo more waitin', boy, you runnin' out of patience\nI wanna come through and get naked\nKnow I'm your favorite\nThis shit gets so-, it sound like, grr-baow [Pre-Chorus: Fivio Foreign]\nFuck a partition, come ride with the boss in the back seat, uh\nA lot on my mind, I don't wanna think, she come and relax me, huh\nDivin' at the water, breaststroke\nTell me your thoughts, Peep Show\nNow on a mission, don't stop\nRespectfully (Come on), told her she better (Uh)\n[Chorus: Fivio Foreign & Queen Naija, \nFivio Foreign\n]\nSay my name\nWhat's my name?\nWhat's my name?\nHuh, yeah, look\nWhat's my name?\nSay my name\nWhat's my name?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called In My System with the following description: “In My System” is an unreleased collaboration between Swae Lee and Jason Derulo; the track originally belonged to Swae Lee. It leaked online on January 22, 2020.\nThe track was originally recorded during sessions for Swaecation; prior to the release of the project, a snippet of the song surfaced online in low quality. It’s unknown when the track was given to Jason Derulo and if it will ever see an official release. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Jason Derulo]\nHey, turn the beat up\n(Hey, baby, yeah)\nEcstasy like your new flashes\nSheesh\n[Verse 1: Jason Derulo]\nYou've been lyin', had your tongue tied up (Had your tongue tied)\nStay cryin' 'til you're all dried up ('Til you're all dried)\nYou know I'm tryin', but ya give no fucks\nI swear we be fightin', fightin', just to make up, baby\n[Pre-Chorus: Jason Derulo]\nShe wanna talk about nothin'\nTold her leave me be (Me be)\nIt might have been the drink talkin' (\nDrink talkin'\n)\n'Cause she said she needs me (\nNeeds me\n)\nAll my girls are current\nThey don't wanna leave me\nCan't break the system\n[Chorus: Swae Lee, \nJason Derulo\n]\nIf you couldn't tell by now, it's all love (\nCan't break the system\n)\nIf you never did that before, find out (\nCan't fight the system\n)\nShe's doin' her thing, but on a handstand (\nDo it, do it, do it\n)\nI'm turnin' her world upside down (\nDo it, do it, do it\n) [Verse 2: Jason Derulo]\nWe were lovin' 'til the sun rise up ('Til the sunrise)\nWe were rollin' by the campfire (By the campfire)\nWe were smokin' (We were smokin'), by the bonfire\nI know you been callin', I've been all tied up (Girl, I've been all tied)\nI took you shoppin', so what is the fuss?\nFunny thing is it was a first night fuck, baby\n[Bridge: Jason Derulo]\nGive a motherfuck when the drank is in my system\nWhen the drugs is in my system\nWhen you lovin' (When you lovin')\n[Pre-Chorus: Jason Derulo]\nShe wanna talk about nothin'\nTold her leave me be (Me be)\nIt might have been the drink talkin' (\nDrink talkin'\n)\n'Cause she said she needs me (\nNeeds me\n)\nAll my girls are current\nThey don't wanna leave me\nCan't break the system\n[Chorus: Swae Lee, \nJason Derulo\n]\nIf you couldn't tell by now, it's all love (\nCan't break the system\n)\nIf you never did that before, find out (\nCan't fight the system\n)\nShe's doin' her thing, but on a handstand (\nDo it, do it, do it\n)\nI'm turnin' her world upside down (\nDo it, do it, do it\n)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Juice (Remix) with the following description: Remix of AD’s “Juice” song that was on his last mixtape Blue:89\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro : AD]\nRoll that dough, pour that drink\nFingers to the sky give a damn what you think\nTell 'em I got the juice\n[Verse 1 : Ty Dolla $ign]\nI got the juice, yeah\nFrom Adams all the way out to the Spruce, yeah\nThe bitches gon' choose, yeah\nI'ma fuck her and I'ma give her the boot, yeah\nPurple, red and yellow, I'ma pour it up\nYou a real nigga, you already know what's up\nLouis and Irene, I only smoke Louis or Irene\nMix the Perc with the lean, hey\nTGOD,\n shout out to my nigga, AD\nYou made it on your own that reminds me of me\nStill screaming all out Pushaz Ink\nLoyal to my niggas 'til I B.I.P\nI brought 20 pistols and a whole lot of ammo\nEver since I could remember we been trappin' out the bando\nNigga with it too\nIf he got a issue somebody better tell 'em\nNigga, that I got the juice\n[Verse 2 : The Game]\nAD, I got the juice like Pac, blood\nFive hundred gangs in LA can't nobody stop blood\nNigga with the shit yeah, fuck you bitch, yeah\nLet a nigga slip yeah, full clip, yeah\nI got the juice yeah Minute Maid man\nI got the juice yeah, lemonade stand\nGet a spray can, hit up on the walls my nigga\nWon't shit move in my city unless I'm involved my nigga\nGrocery bags, I got the juice by the way\nOrganic shit, I eat the fruit out Jhené\nWhen she scared of a gangsta when he tipsy\nI feel like Meek, the first time he fucked Nicki [Hook : AD]\nTell 'em I got the Juice\nLook, wait a minute\nTell 'em I got the Juice\n (Westside Compton nigga!)\nLook, By the way\nTell 'em I got the Juice\nLook, wait a minute\nTell 'em I got the Juice\nBy the way\n[Verse 3 : AD]\nGod damn!\nI told 'em I would get it\nNiggas they didn't listen and Juice took over the city\nAin't heard your songs in a minute, can turn the channel you'll hear it\nNo major, I'm independent, you falling off or you finished\nBet you that it hurts when you look youself in the mirror\nThe man now feelin' like Michael Jack in a spirit\nI’m flying Virgin Jet, got tired of coaching with Spirit\nGrab the rock and I pivot, want war, whippin' with lyrics\nHave The Game in the kitchen go Compton is mine nigga\nYG he keep it funky, got Bompton on line nigga\nWe have come this far, you out of your mind nigga\nThe future of the Coast, I'm out of my time nigga\n[Verse 4 : OT Genasis]\nNow how many hoes wanna suck this dick?\n4 tours, 6 months now I'm so damn rich\nGotta talk that crap, gotta walk that walk\nTry to pull up, then my gun gon' pop\nYou niggas dead if you want this bread\nGot it on lock but I don't got dreads\nI'm the man in the city, double O with a chauffeur\nHad a little buz now you lookin' real sober\nThree chains, big wrist, new car move bricks\nPlus, I just bought a mansion that I'm hiding from my bitch\nIf she ever catch me then it might be a pop-up\nTill then I'mma keep eating like Potluck\nBlack on the wall, billboard charts\nHundred millions views I will never loose [Hook : AD]\nTell 'em I got the Juice\nLook, wait a minute\nTell 'em I got the Juice\nBy the way\nTell 'em I got the Juice\nLook, wait a minute\nTell 'em I got the Juice\nBy the way\n[Verse 5 : IamSu!]\n(Ah, Woo\nHBK, yeah you know how we...)\nSmell it, let me inhale it, I'm stuffing bands in embelishments\nSwagger jacking repellent, I bag the swag up and sell it\nI woke up this morning, had thirty missed calls\nBitches tryna get my dick out my Supreme drawers\nKnow if the team involved, know it's some green involved\nKnow if you need a hit we them niggas you need to call\nI'm a rich city nigga like Calvin T\nCool as AC, got juice like AD\nSelf made millionare, the money don't make me\nTime to go 18, I'm drinking that 18\nIf you ever had a question who was who\nAsk the Bay about Su, bet they tell you that I got the juice [Verse 6 : K Camp]\nMore juice than the average\nFuck how you feel bitch I'm going Randy Savage\nLeft wrist Rolex, right wrist karats\nJiggy with my cup I got more colors than a parrot\nI got the juice, I got the juice\nJumped out that Benz and I hopped in a coupe\nHopped out that coupe then I jumped in a wraith\nShout out my nigga, he just beat the case\nThis is the remix, I'm on that T shit\nI got more juice it's a shame that you niggas still think you can see this\nTropicana-tropicana\nWe gon' get it poppin' from LA to Atlanta\nBitches wanna bang I ain't talkin' bandanas\nI'm just here to set the standards\nLil nigga\n[Outro : AD]\nTell 'em I got the juice" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Heaven with the following description: “Heaven” is a part of the Fifty Shades Freed original soundtrack. The song was written by Julia Michaels, MNEK and Tayla Parx, who are also credited as the producers.\nThe song describes “bad boys” as having a duplicitous and sinful nature, bringing heaven to their lover and keeping them forever attached. The lyrics, overall, have many religious and spiritual innuendos. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nLove's my religion, but he was my faith\nSomething so sacred, so hard to replace\nFallin' for him was like fallin' from grace\nAll wrapped in one, he was so many sins\nWould have done anything, everything for him\nAnd if you ask me, I would do it again\n[Chorus]\nNo need to imagine 'cause I know it's true\nThey say, \"All good boys go to Heaven\"\nBut bad boys bring heaven to you\nIt's automatic, it's just what they do\nThey say, \"All good boys go to Heaven\"\nBut bad boys bring heaven to you\n[Verse 2]\nYou don't realize the power they have\nUntil they leave you and you want them back\nNothing in this world prepares you for that\nI'm not ashamed that he wasn't the one\nHad no idea what we would become\nThere's no regrets, I just thought it was fun\n[Chorus]\nNo need to imagine 'cause I know it's true\nThey say, \"All good boys go to Heaven\"\nBut bad boys bring heaven to you\nIt's automatic, it's just what they do\nThey say, \"All good boys go to Heaven\"\nBut bad boys bring heaven to you [Bridge]\nI still remember the moment we met\nThe touch that he planted, the garden he left\nI guess the rain was just half that effect\n[Chorus]\nNo need to imagine 'cause I know it's true\nThey say, \"All good boys go to Heaven\"\nBut bad boys bring heaven to you\nIt's automatic, it's just what they do\nThey say, \"All good boys go to Heaven\"\nBut bad boys bring heaven to you" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called No Goodbyes (Piano Demo) with the following description: “No Goodbyes (Piano Demo)” is a stripped down piano driven version of “No Goodbyes”, a track which originally appeared on Lipa’s self-titled debut. The piano demo of the song appeared online on August 17, 2020. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nMaybe one day, I can see you\nWe can smile and wave, and it'll be okay\nMaybe one day, it'll be cool\nWe could just be friends without the complications that it brings\nWhen we start saying things\nYeah, I hurt you, and you hurt me\nYeah, we did some things that we can never take back\nAnd we tried hard just to fix it\nBut we broke it more\nAnd so, I guess some things are not meant to last\nIs it too much to ask?\n[Chorus]\nFor tonight\nLet's love like there's no goodbyes\nJust for tonight\nPretend that it's all alright\nWhy don't we hold еach other, use each othеr, whisper pretty lies?\nJust for tonight\nLet's love like there's no goodbyes\n[Post-Chorus]\nNo goodbyes\nNo goodbyes\nNo goodbyes, eh [Verse 2]\nIn a dark room\nWe don't have to see the light of truth between me and you\nWe can stay blind in the meantime\nLet our bodies say what we can never seem to communicate\nEven though it's too late\n[Chorus]\nFor tonight\nLet's love like there's no goodbyes\nJust for tonight\nPretend that it's all alright (All alright)\nWhy don't we hold each other, use each other, whisper pretty lies?\nJust for tonight\nLet's love like there's no goodbyes (No goodbyes)\n[Post-Chorus]\nNo goodbyes\nNo goodbyes\nNo goodbyes, eh\nNo goodbyes\nNo goodbyes\nNo goodbyes, eh\n[Bridge]\nMaybe one day, I'll see you\nJust smile and wave and be okay [Chorus]\nFor tonight\nLet's love like there's no goodbyes\nFor tonight\nPretend that it's all alright\nWhy don't we hold each other, use each other, whisper pretty lies?\nJust for tonight\nLet's love like there's no goodbyes" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Ja Rule with the following description: A$AP Ferg and Big Sean pay homage to New York rapper Ja Rule, who had a great run in the game in the late 90’s early 00’s.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Produced by Stelios Phili]\n[Verse 1: A$AP Ferg]\nFlyer than a motherfuckin' propeller\nPretty bad bitch that's old yeller\nFinna fuck a clip out for fellas\nGet it crackin' on a bitch like a old leather\nToupee'd on a bitch like an old fella\nSouffle on a bitch cause my dough better\nUsed to go to Mickie D's with no cheddar\nNow my chauffeur I get fuckin' so feta\nNow let's go to Sue's Rendezvous\nMost of your crew be strange dudes\nTwo bitches like déjà vu\nBlowin' that skunk like Pepé Le Pew\nMake it hot in here like Nelly\nMake her side burn like Ashanti's 'do\nMurderin' Ink like I'm Irv Gotti\nFuck around and sing like I'm Ja Rule\n[Chorus: A$AP Ferg]\nSing like I'm Ja Rule\nFuck around and sing like I'm Ja Rule\n(Where would I be without my baby?)\nSing like I'm Ja Rule\nFuck around and sing like I'm Ja Rule\n(Where would I be without my baby?)\nSing like I'm Ja Rule\nFuck around and sing like I'm Ja Rule\n(Where would I be without my baby?)\nSing like I'm Ja Rule\nFuck around and sing like I'm Ja Rule\n(Where would I be without my baby?) [Verse 2: Big Sean]\nIt's the player you heard of, the young and assertive\nI came from the dirt up, and did the unheard of\nHoes say I'm the man, mm-hmm I concur it\nI'm young and perverted\nIf I don't get the pussy or the payment, what the fuck is the purpose?\nDon't call on my phone, unless you're the fam or my girl\nI'm a just say it's no service, stay connected as cursive\nI bet if you put my name on it that I make it bigger\nShe saying she wanna take a picture, I let her take a picture\nBut don't send it to me 'less it's fuckin naked pictures\nFeel me, I'm into safe sex-y, latex-y, rubber stretch-y\nGood weed, no stress-y\nYou can get your broke bestie, show your chesties\nTell your boyfriend to stay off my testes, lil' bitch\nWhat he tryin' to say?\nMake that 9 shake, pump up the crime rate\nPump up the value, make that bitch vibrate\nPump up the alcohol on the hydrate, she thirsty\nAnd that's a damn shame\nRed bone, white money, blue dream that's my campaign\nI order \nHors d'oeuvres\n, roll up more herb\nI hit it, I bust, and throw it to Ferg, for sure\n[Bridge: Big Sean]\nFuck around and sing like I'm Ja Rule, hah\nFuck around and sing like I'm Ja Rule bitch\nAha, \nSean Don\n, A$AP Mob nigga [Chorus: A$AP Ferg]\nSing like I'm Ja Rule\nFuck around and sing like I'm Ja Rule\n(Where would I be without my baby?)\nSing like I'm Ja Rule\nFuck around and sing like I'm Ja Rule\n(Where would I be without my baby?)\nSing like I'm Ja Rule\nFuck around and sing like I'm Ja Rule\n(Where would I be without my baby?)\nSing like I'm Ja Rule\nFuck around and sing like I'm Ja Rule\n(Where would I be without my baby?)\n[Outro]\nBaby, what would I be without my baby?\nWhat would I be without my baby?\nWhat would I be without my baby?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called SportsCenter Theme Remix with the following description: In Connecticut on tour, Weezy dropped by ESPN’s SportsCenter studio to reveal Tha Carter V’s cover art and dropped a quick freestyle over the show’s iconic theme as well.\nhttp://youtu.be/-plJNMZlHGE\nWayne professes his love for sports on this track. This isn’t the first time he has had a song dedicated to sports to show how much he cares about them, as seen by “Sportscenter” off Dedication 2. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Okay, I don't, I don't give a football about what ya'll\nThink about Lil Tune, I'm just hoping that it's good thoughts\nYeah, entertainment sports on your network\nI love top 10 plays, yessir, best work\nLive on TV, mama told me wear a dress shirt\nInstead I wore a t-shirt, Michael Jordan sneakers\nRed Sox ballcap my dreadlocks fall back\nI still think I'm fly, show me where the tarmac\nThey say I'm taking over, I'm like where do I start at\nGreen Bay Packer but New Orleans where my heart at\nLA Laker fan,\n \nlet's give Drake a hand\nFor costing the Toronto Raptors 25 grand, I'm gone" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called 4x4 with the following description: This song tells a story about a woman who has a gangster boyfriend who commits crimes right and left. She loves him anyway and does whatever she can to keep him from the law.\nLooks like this what Miley meant when her record had country influences. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Miley Cyrus]\n'Round and 'round and away we go\n'Round and 'round and away we go\nFour-by-four and away we go\nHigh, not low, and away we go\n'Round and 'round and away we go\nAnd away we go and away we go\nFour-by-four and away we go\nHigh, not low, and away we go\n[Verse 1: Miley Cyrus]\nI'm a female rebel, can't you tell?\nBang on the dashboard, just chipped a nail\nLean out the window, that's when I yell\nDrivin' so fast, 'bout to piss on myself\nDrivin' so fast, 'bout to piss on myself\nPolice wanna get him and put him in jail\nI'ma do whatever to get him his bail\nHooked on donuts and rooster tails\n[Pre-Chorus: Miley Cyrus]\nI'm in that passenger seat, ridin' high in the air\nAnd we're drivin' fast 'til we plumb outta gas, let's go\n[Chorus: Miley Cyrus]\n'Round and 'round and away we go\n'Round and 'round and away we go\nFour-by-four and away we go\nHigh, not low, and away we go\n'Round and 'round and away we go\nAnd away we go and away we go\nFour-by-four and away we go\nHigh, not low, and away we go [Verse 2: Miley Cyrus]\nI'm a female rebel, can't you see?\nRidin' 'round your backyard, who could it be?\nPullin' on the steerin' wheel, wrapped 'round the seat\nPumpin' his breaks to the sound of the beat\nPumpin' his breaks to the sound of the beat\nHe don't understand what he's doin' to me\nDeep down inside, like a pitbull in heat\nSomeone's comin', so we head for the streets\n[Pre-Chorus: Miley Cyrus]\nI'm in that passenger seat, flyin' high in the air\nAnd we're drivin' fast 'til we plumb outta gas, let's go (Oh)\n[Chorus: Miley Cyrus]\n'Round and 'round and away we go (Yeah)\n'Round and 'round and away we go\nFour-by-four and away we go\nHigh, not low, and away we go (Woo)\n'Round and 'round and away we go\nAnd away we go and away we go\nFour-by-four and away we go\nHigh, not low, and away we go\n[Bridge: Miley Cyrus, \nNelly\n]\nIt's twelve o'clock and I don't want to party\nMy big boyfriend and my big truck hobby\nA little bit of dirt never hurt nobody\nNow I got dirt all over my body\nMight as well lie to L\nHis big fog lights is bright as hell\nCalls the law, he starts to yell (\nMm, yeah\n)\nHe hits the gas, so I grab the rail [Verse 3: Nelly]\nSure you wanna ride with me?\nIf you scared, don't lie to me\nI'm a crazy motherfucker from the Midwest\nWith a Mississippi flow and a Arch rest\nFour-by-four with the altar steps\nWe doin' donuts underneath the arch (Yes)\nI need a chick on time, don't mind bein' early\nA ride-or-die, dollar six-thirty\nA straight-up chick like twelve o'clock\n\"I don't know where he at,\" that's what she tell the cops\nTake a stand for a nigga, raise a hand for a nigga\n\"I solemnly swear he was with me all day\"\nTo the judge, \"He the one I love\"\nHell, they could tell, she don't even budge\n'Round and 'round we go\nDon't stop 'til I tell you so\n[Pre-Chorus: Miley Cyrus]\nI'm in that passenger seat, flyin' high in the air\nAnd we're drivin' fast 'til we plumb outta gas, let's go (Yeah)\n[Chorus: Miley Cyrus]\n'Round and 'round and away we go\n'Round and 'round and away we go\nFour-by-four and away we go\nHigh, not low, and away we go\n'Round and 'round and away we go\nAnd away we go and away we go\nFour-by-four and away we go\nHigh, not low, and away we go [Outro: Miley Cyrus]\nI'm a female rebel, can't you tell?\nOoh, can't you tell? Ooh, can't you tell?\nI'm a female rebel, ooh, can't you tell?\nOoh, can't you tell? Ooh, can't you tell?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Stand For with the following description: Official video:\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jeWYdbi5CbM&channel=tydollasign\nTy Dolla $ign releases the first single from his debut album Free TC. The single is produced by Diplo and DJ Dahi.\n\nBuy the single here!\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nIf you believe in somethin', then stand for it\nOh, ooh yeah\nDolla $ign\n[Verse 1]\nSaid I stand for my niggas doin' life (Oh, yeah)\nFree my niggas right, right now\nAnd I stand for my bitches doin' right\nUp early cookin' breakfast, comin' home at night\nI stand for my niggas on the bottom\nNever went to college but they're full of street knowledge, hell yeah\nI stand for my niggas, I'ma ride for my niggas, die for my niggas\nBig P was the first one to say (First one to say)\n\"You the one, lil' nigga\" (You the one, lil' nigga)\nAnd a few years later (And a few years later)\nWe won, lil' nigga\nFuck whatever they're doin' (Oh, yeah)\nWe outdone them niggas (Yeah)\nAnd I stand for this shit\nA bitch nigga try me, I've been prayin' for this shit\nGoddamm it I stand for (Oh)\nEverything I stand for\nBad bitches and a whole lot of stamps (Oh, yeah)\nIn my passport\nNigga, I stand for, yeah\nNever seen me on the stand though\nNigga, I stand for (Yeah)\nAsk your bitch, she know I'm the man though [Chorus]\nI be standin' on couches, in the club\nSpillin' liquor\nStandin' up while I'm fuckin' (Ooh, yeah)\nMy bitches\nI'ma stand up, nigga\nYou a real nigga, I'll stand up with you\nI'ma stand up, nigga (Oh, yeah)\nTold my bitch I'll spend these bands up with you (Woah, oh, oh, oh)\nI'ma stand up, nigga (I'ma stand up)\nYou a real nigga, I'll stand up with you (Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nI'ma stand up, nigga (Stand up)\nTold my bitch I'll spend these bands up with you\n[Verse 2]\nStand for makin' dough, stand for takin' dough\nStand for what I know (I know)\nStand for my niggas on these blocks\nAll my bitches buyin' green dots\nYoung niggas in the weed spot\nTryna get the money for the whip\nLil' nigga in the G ride (Skrr)\nHe ain't got no money for no whip\nGhostride that shit (Ay), real nigga gon' provide that shit (At)\nHe gon' do whatever for the bread\nFuck your point, it's beside that shit (Ayy)\nEither you stand for somethin' or fall for nothin'\nThis shit is simple, no discussion\nYour bitch is disgustin'\nShe know I love it, I'm always fuckin' until I'm bustin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, yeah) [Chorus]\nI be standin' on couches, in the club (In the club)\nSpillin' liquor\nStandin' up while I'm fuckin' (Ooh, yeah)\nMy bitches\nI'ma stand up, nigga (Stand up, yeah)\nYou a real nigga, I'll stand up with you (Oh)\nI'ma stand up, nigga (Stand up)\nTold my bitch I'll spend these bands up with you (Oh, yeah)\nI'ma stand up, nigga (I'ma stand up, stand up, oh)\nYou a real nigga, I'll stand up with you (Woah, woah, woah)\nI'ma stand up, nigga (Stand up, oh, oh, oh)\nTold my bitch I'll spend these bands up with you (Oh, yeah, bands up with you)\n[Outro]\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nOh, yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called No Mistakes with the following description: On “No Mistakes,” Kanye reflects on the financial and mental health issues he has struggled with since his 2016 hospitalization. He also takes shots at Drake following his “Duppy Freestyle,” on which he addressed both Ye and Pusha-T.\nThe song samples Slick Rick’s 1988 song “Hey Young World,” and the chorus starts with the piano sample by The Edwin Hawkins Singers, “Children Get Together.”\nThe song features Kid Cudi and Charlie Wilson, two artists Kanye has collaborated with on multiple songs. Eight days after ye was released, Kanye and Cudi released a collaborative album, KIDS SEE GHOSTS. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Slick Rick]\nBelieve it or not\nBelieve it or not\n[Chorus: Charlie Wilson & Kid Cudi]\nMake no mistake, girl, I still love you\nMake no mistake, girl, I still love you\nMake no mistake, girl, I still love you\nMake no mistake, girl, I still love you\n[Verse: Kanye West & \nSlick Rick\n]\nTake the top off, let the sun come in (\nThe Lord still shines on you\n)\nWhoa, for all my dogs that stayed down, we up again (Again)\nOh, I got dirt on my name, I got white on my beard\nI had debt on my books, it's been a shaky-ass year\nLet me make this clear, so all y'all see\nI don't take advice from people less successful than me\nHah? Ain't no love lost, but the gloves off\nAnd we up in this bitch until they turn the club off\nHad to tell the dogs, \"Turn the snubs off\"\nPlus they already mad that the Cubs lost\n(\nBelieve it or not\n)\n \nThese two wrongs'll right you\n(\nBelieve it or not\n)\n \nI was too grown in high school\n(\nBelieve it or not\n)\n \nThe true soul of Ice Cube\nToo close to snipe you, truth told, I like you\nToo bold to type you, too rich to fight you\nCalm down, you light skin [Chorus: Charlie Wilson & Kid Cudi (\nSlick Rick\n)]\nMake no mistake, girl, I still love you (Make no)\nMake no mistake, girl, I still love you (No way)\n(\nBelieve it or not, the Lord still shines on you\n)\nMake no mistake, girl, I still love you\n(\nBelieve it or not, the Lord still shines on you\n)\nMake no mistake, girl, I still love you\n(\nBelieve it or not, the Lord still shines on you\n)\nMake no mistake, girl, I still love you (No way)\nMake no mistake, girl, I still love you" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called The Other Side with the following description: “The Other Side” is the first single from the Trolls World Tour soundtrack. Justin Timberlake plays main character Branch in the film, and its predecessor—his solo lead single for the first Trolls movie, “Can’t Stop The Feeling” was a global smash.\nSZA joins Justin Timberlake here. Given the second film is all about bringing together different genres and collaborators, having more than one artist on the lead single fits.\nThe song is produced by the Grammy and Oscar Winner Ludwig Göransson and Justin Timberlake himself. It brings back the disco vibe from the 70s. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: SZA]\nYou're preachin’ to the choir, stop hatin' on yourself\nQuit playin' with your mind, you’re spinnin'\nIf you think that I'm a liar, just try it for yourself\nThe clouds will open up, blue skies are willing\nYeah, I know it's so hard to throw away\nThe clouds will open up, blue skies are willing\n[Chorus: SZA & Justin Timberlake]\nBack on your feet again, lift your head, hold it high\nYou wanna run it back, but you can't turn the time\nYou start to feel like you're losing your shine\nBut the grass ain't always greener on the other side\nThe other side\nGot you stuck in your mind\nYou start to feel like you're losing your shine\nBut the grass ain’t always greener on the other side\n[Verse 2: Justin Timberlake & \nSZA\n]\nHey you, stop stressin’ 'bout what you’re missin'\nSo blue, just take it easy, take your time\nIf you think my words are wise, just try it for yourself\nI promise the stars will light the path you walk, don't give in\nGot a heart of gold, what a shame to go to waste\nThe clouds will open up, blue skies are willing [Chorus: SZA & Justin Timberlake, \nJustin Timberlake\n]\nBack on your feet again, lift your head, hold it high\nYou wanna run it back, but you can't turn the time\nYou start to feel like you’re losing your shine (\nLosing your shine\n)\nBut the grass ain't always greener on the other side (\nShine\n)\nThe other side (\nFeet again, lift your head, hold it high\n)\nGot you stuck in your mind (\nRun it back, but you can't turn the time\n)\nYou start to feel like you're losing your shine\nBut the grass ain't always greener on the other side\n[Bridge: SZA & \nJustin Timberlake\n]\nJust take it from me, you'll be okay (\nYou'll be okay\n)\n'Cause it don't matter how sweet it tastes (\nHow sweet it tastes\n)\nThe grass ain't green, don't worry\nLosin' sleep, still wanna get\nYeah, you get\n[Chorus: SZA & Justin Timberlake]\nBack on your feet again, lift your head, hold it high\nYou wanna run it back, but you can't turn the time\nYou start to feel like you're losing your shine\nBut the grass ain't always greener on the other side\nYou start to feel like you're losing your shine\nBut the grass ain't always greener on the other side" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Touch of My Hand with the following description: “Touch of My Hand” is a song recorded by Britney Spears for her fourth studio album, In The Zone.\nIt’s the year 2003, and Britney continues to shed her “innocent” image that she has been stuck with since her debut. In The Zone completes that transition and this track is more than enough evidence for that. With high-pitched and breathy vocals, she sings about “exploring” herself with (literally) the touch of her hand and expressing her self-love and sexuality. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI'm not ashamed of the things that I dream\nI find myself flirting with the verge of obscene\nInto the unknown, I will be bold\nI'm going to places I can be out of control\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd I don't want to explain tonight\nAll the things I've tried to hide\nI shut myself out from the world so I\nCan draw the blinds and I'll teach myself to fly\nI love myself, it's not a sin\nI can't control what's happening\n[Chorus]\n'Cause I just discovered\nImagination's taking over\nAnother day without a lover\nThe more I come to understand\nThe touch of my hand\n[Verse 2]\nThe small of my back, the arch of my feet\nLately I've been noticing the beautiful me\nI'm all in my skin and I'm not gonna wait\nI'm into myself in the most precious way [Pre-Chorus]\nAnd I don't want to explain tonight\nAll the things I've tried to hide (To hide)\nI shut myself out from the world so I\nCan draw the blinds and I'll teach myself to fly\n[Chorus]\n'Cause I just discovered\nImagination's taking over\nAnother day without a lover\nThe more I come to understand\nThe touch of my hand\n[Bridge]\nThere's a world undefined\nIn my body and mind\nI won't be left behind\nI'm already here\n[Chorus]\n'Cause I just discovered\nImagination's taking over\nAnother day without a lover\nThe more I come to understand\nThe touch of my hand\n'Cause I just discovered\nImagination's taking over\nAnother day without a lover\nThe more I come to understand\nThe touch of my hand [Outro]\nHey, hey, hey, oh, oh (Oh, oh)\nHey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh (Oh, oh)\nAyy, he-he-hey" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Tylenol Island with the following description: “Tylenol Island” is featured on Eminem’s unofficial mixtape Off The Wall.\nIt’s produced by Missy Elliott and Timbaland. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Eminem]\nSlim motherfuckin' Shady\nA'ight\nMissy Elliott, Timbo\n, c'mon, yo\n[Verse 1: Eminem]\nI'm homicidal and suicidal, with no friends\nHolding a gun with no handles, just a barrel at both ends\nSprayin' TECs at you until you see your fuckin' legs\nWith the bullet holes and the exit wounds layin' next to you\nFuckin' mad dog, foamin' at the mouth\nFuck mouth, my whole house is foamin' at the couch\nJumped out of the ninety-third floor of a buildin'\nAnd shot every window out on the way down to the ground (Keep filmin'!)\nWoke up to a hospital staff, got up and laughed\nChopped 'em in half and suffocated your oxygen mask\nShit, if I get any higher I'ma get the East and West beefin' again\nFly back to Detroit and stand in the crossfire\n[Interlude: \nKen Kaniff\n]\nOh fuck. Oh shit. I got the hotel room ready. What time are you \ngetting off\n... work? Or shall I say... what time are you \ncoming\n home\n.\n[Verse 2: Eminem]\nA'ight, yo, yo, yo\nOne more time, yo\nI'm only smilin' when I'm violent, got on a plane wylin'\nTold the pilot to fly me to Tylenol Island (Now)\nStewardess like, \"You restless?\" \"Nah, bitch, I'm restful\nJust hold this fuckin' jet still so I can eat these pretzels\"\nForget school, the other kids are disrespectful\nThey hold me down and play connect-the-dots with my freckles\n (\nLeave me alone\n)\nI can't take it, I'm tryin' to gain weight, so I eat steak\nSwallow the whole plate and weigh myself naked ([?])\nPut out albums to teach kids family values\n'Cause every mom and dad should allow you to pop Valiums\nAnd never hit someone unless you got a reason\nAnd if there ain't a reason, make one up, start swingin'" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Feds Did a Sweep with the following description: This is the closing track on Future’s self-titled album, FUTURE. He ends with a smoother track on a different vibe than the rest of the album.\nThis song is about friends who’ve been locked up during police raids. He ends the album with the phrase, “Let’s link up,” presumably speaking to people from the streets, in an attempt to prevent further incarcerations. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah, I lost so many niggas to the streets this year\nOh, oh, no\nI ain't even talkin' about, they ain't even dead\nThey ain't, they ain't dead\nFeds did a sweep, Feds did a sweep\nReal niggas linkin' up\nGot a few of my niggas in the sweeps\nTrill niggas linkin' up\nReal niggas linkin' up\nShit ain't gonna be the same, man\nFeds did a sweep\nFree my niggas\n[Chorus]\nFeds did a sweep\nReal niggas linkin' up (Real niggas)\nTrill niggas linkin' up (Trill)\nLink up, my nigga, let's link up\nI done start buyin' more Cubans\nThese links on me leavin' bruises\nI don't fantasize, I make movies (Movies)\nI don't tell lies, I tote Uzis\nI get idolized by these groupies\nI treat 'em just like they're regular, yeah\nThey sneakin' pics on the cellular\nPreyin' on me, I'm the predator (Preyin')\nPreyin' on me, I'm the predator\nThem bands on me, more capital\nI gotta go pour up some juice\nFor my dawgs just went Federal [Verse 1]\nGive your life for this gang gang shit (Gang)\nPay a price for this gang gang shit (Yeah)\nYou should wanna remain nameless (You should)\nTryna be Instagram famous\nKnowin' damn well these streets painless\nGotta take ya time, ya gang gang (Gang)\nYou don't wanna feel my pain\nIt's gon' drive you insane (Future)\nI dread, I prevent it cause man I'm a menace\nI know what I did, I'ma finish this\nI got the code, I got the remedy\nI'm doin' this for infinity\nI ain't lookin' for no sympathy (Nah)\nPut a dollar sign on my enemies (Woo)\nYou can't come between my embassy (No)\nYou gotta stay off the premises (No)\nI was down and out, and I remember this\nIt's gon' hurt my soul just to reminisce\nGotta understand what I represent\nYou know what I mean to the game\n[Chorus]\nFeds did a sweep\nReal niggas linkin' up (Real niggas)\nTrill niggas linkin' up (Trill)\nLink up, my nigga, let's link up\nI done start buyin' more Cubans\nThese links on me leavin' bruises\nI don't fantasize, I make movies (Movies)\nI don't tell lies, I tote Uzis\nI get idolized by these groupies\nI treat 'em just like they're regular, yeah\nThey sneakin' pics on the cellular\nPreyin' on me, I'm the predator (Preyin')\nPreyin' on me, I'm the predator\nThem bands on me, more capital\nI gotta go pour up some juice\nFor my dawgs just went Federal [Interlude]\nKnocks\nPolice! We have a search warrant\nPolice! Police search warrant!\nGet on the ground!\nGet on the ground, get on the ground!\nGet down on the ground!\nGunshots\n[Verse 2]\nThe Feds did a sweep (Damn)\nPicked the dogs up like an infant\nGot 13 bodies (What else?)\nGot 27 damn victims\nBurned the eyes out a witness (What else?)\nPut your hood on chitlins (What else?)\nCartiers\n, I got privilege (Yeah)\nSee the way my dawgs livin' (Yeah)\nThey always gotta dodge prison (Dodge)\nI was born dodgin' penitentiary\nI bought my mom French Tiffanys (What else?)\nGang, gang, we a family\nHold it down for the family\nYou goin' viral for the family (That's right)\nThe homie tried to plead insanity\nPray to God, take this energy\nTurn around the positivity\nWhen you servin' for an activity\nBetter learn about the history (History)\nI was touchin' work in elementary\nStarted cookin' work and skippin' chemistry\nThen I started speakin' poetry\nI just wish my dawg didn't ignore me\nTold ya [Chorus]\nFeds did a sweep\nReal niggas linkin' up (Real niggas)\nTrill niggas linkin' up (Trill)\nLink up, my nigga, let's link up\nI done start buyin' more Cubans\nThese links on me leavin' bruises\nI don't fantasize, I make movies (Movies)\nI don't tell lies, I tote Uzis\nI get idolized by these groupies\nI treat 'em just like they're regular, yeah\nThey sneakin' pics on the cellular\nPreyin' on me, I'm the predator\nPreyin' on me, I'm the predator\nThem bands on me, more capital\nI gotta go pour up some juice\nFor my dawgs just went Federal\n[Outro]\nReal niggas linkin' up\nTrill niggas linkin' up\nFeds did a sweep\nLink up, my nigga, let's link up" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Lonely Dancer with the following description: “Lonely Dancer” sees Chris try to encourage the “lonely” souls to get up and dance and persevere through their loneliness. It’s possible that the track is a continuation of the EP’s preceding tracks which see him get his heart broken, with him accepting his fate in \"Lonely Dancer,” but not letting his loneliness define him. Compared to the EP’s preceding tracks, which are EDM-inspired tracks, “Lonely Dancer” adopts a funky groove driven by drums and a guitar riff. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah! Yeah!\nWoo!\nYeah!\n[Verse 1]\nI smile through the night (Oh-oh-oh)\nNo matter what the people like (No matter what they like)\n'Cause my mind doesn't mind (Oh-oh-oh)\nJust dancin' in the city lights (Dancin' in these city lights)\n[Pre-Chorus]\nNo, I don't mind bein' special\nBut isn't that what we all want?\nHere's to all my lonely dancers\nGo 'head and make it all yours\n[Chorus]\nMy lonely dancers, all my lonely dancers\nMy lonely dancers, this your song\nJust keep on dancin', oh, just keep on dancin'\nYou won't be lonely for long\nMy lonely dancers, all my lonely dancers\nMy lonely dancers, this your song\nJust keep on dancin', oh, just keep on dancin'\nYou won't be lonely for long [Verse 2]\nTonight, feel alright (Oh-oh-oh)\nStill dancin' in the city lights (Dancin' in these city lights)\nIn my eyes, shine so bright (Oh-oh-oh)\nWhy shouldn't I just cross the line?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nNo, I don't mind bein' special\nBut isn't that what we all want?\nHere's to all my lonely dancers\nJust know that you're not alone (For all my)\n[Chorus]\nMy lonely dancers, all my lonely dancers (My lonely dancers, yeah)\nMy lonely dancers (Oh), this your song\nJust keep on dancin', oh, just keep on dancin' (Baby, keep on dancin', baby, keep on dancin', yeah)\nYou won't be lonely for long (Ooh, baby)\nMy lonely dancers, all my lonely dancers (Ooh, here's my dancers)\nMy lonely dancers (This your song), this your song (Oh)\nJust keep on dancin', oh, just keep on dancin' (Oh)\nYou won't be lonely for long (Oh-oh)\n[Instrumental Break]\n[Chorus]\nMy lonely dancers, all my lonely dancers\nMy lonely dancers, this your song\nJust keep on dancin', oh, just keep on dancin'\nYou won't be lonely for long\nMy lonely dancers, all my lonely dancers\nMy lonely dancers, this your song\nJust keep on dancin', oh, just keep on dancin'\nYou won't be lonely for long [Outro]\nJust keep on dancin'\nYou won't be lonely for long, for long\nJust keep on dancin'\nYou won't be lonely for long, for long" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called White Man with the following description: Written by guitarist Brian May, White Man narrates the suffering of native Americans who were abused by European immigrants. Europeans took their lands by force, abused the natives and got rid of their customs and belief systems, imposing their own.\nThe song, when played live on A Day At The Races Tour, focused on Mercury’s vocal solo performance, and in the News Of The World Tour also focused on May’s guitar solo.\nIts riff was used to introduce the song Fat Bottomed Girls on Queen’s 2005 Return Of The Champions Tour and 2008 Tour. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\n[Verse 1]\nI'm a simple man\nWith a simple name\nFrom this soil, my people came\nIn this soil remain\nOh yeah\nOh yeah\n[Verse 2]\nAnd we made us our shoes\nAnd we trod soft on the land\nBut the immigrant built roads\nOn our blood and sand\nOh yeah\n[Chorus]\nWhite man, white man\nDon't you see the light\nBehind your blackened skies\n(White man, white man)\nYou took away the sights\nTo blind my simple eyes, yeah\n(White man, white man)\nWhere you gonna hide\nFrom the hell you've made? [Verse 3]\nOh, the red man knows war\nWith his hands and his knives\nOn the Bible you swore\nFought your battle with lies\nOh yeah\n[Verse 4]\nLeave my body in shame\nLeave my soul in disgrace\nBut by every God's name\nSay your prayers for your race\nOh yeah\n[Chorus]\n(White man, white man)\nOur country was green\nAnd all our rivers wide\nWhite man, white man\nYou came with a gun\nAnd soon our children died\nWhite man, white man\nDon't you give a light\nFor the blood you've shed?\nUuuh yeah [Instrumental Break]\n[Chorus]\nOh-uh-oh\n(White man, white man)\nWhite man\n(White man, white man)\nOoh, white man\nYou fought your battle with lies, yeah\n(White man, white man)\nOn and on, on and on\nBut we weren't too civilized, yeah\n(White man, white man)\nLook around you\nTake a look around\nEvery skin and bone\nYeah, I'll getcha, I'll getcha, yeah\n[Instrumental Break]\n[Outro]\nWhat is left of your dream?\nJust the words on your stone\nA man who learned how to teach\nThen forgot how to learn\nOh yeah" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Rain (Demo) with the following description: “Rain” is a collaboration between Wiz Khalifa and PARTYNEXTDOOR that appears on Wiz’s 2018 Rolling Papers 2. This is an early version of the song.\nWiz Khalifa first previewed this banger at South by Southwest in 2015. It was later leaked by Music Mafia on September 10, 2017, under the name “Hurricane”. Producer Sledgren later posted the song on his SoundCloud (before deleting it soon after), confirming the title to be “Rain”.\nThe song gained instant notoriety after it was uploaded onto YouTube by WORLDSTARHIPHOP. WSHH never made it clear that the song was leaked, and it led many to believe that the song was released in poor taste due to the passing of hurricanes Harvey and Irma. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: PARTYNEXTDOOR & \nWiz Khalifa\n (\nboth\n)]\nI made it rain\n (\nhahahahaha\n, hurricane-cane)\nI made it rain (woo) like a hurricane-cane\nI made it rain (\nParty... and Khalifa, man\n)\nI made it rain (\noh, fuck\n, yeah)\nI made it rain (I made it rain)\nI made it rain (\nI made her rep the gang, nigga\n)\nUgh\n, yeah\n[Verse 1: Wiz khalifa]\nKhalifa papers, no cigarillos\nStuffin' your face all up in the pillow\nGrabbin' you close and pullin' you nearer\nLookin' at both of us in the mirror\nPick you up, roll you 'round in the Chevy\nPut this dick in your life if you let me\nAll of my niggas, not like them niggas\nFuck about it, how I'm gettin' dollars, my nigga\nIf you got a problem, gonna holla, my nigga\nYoung Khalifa tatted to the collar, my nigga\nShe swallow a nigga cause my dollars is bigger\nAnd you know Party my nigga\n[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]\nI made it rain like a hurricane-cane\nI made it rain like a hurricane-cane\nI made it rain (I just wanna do it, baby)\nI made it rain ([?])\nI made it rain (uh, [?])\nI made it rain ([?]) [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]\nLet me get into it, let you smoke a little bit\nNow fuck you better than the nigga you with\nWhen I met you, you was innocent\nNow your pussy gettin' wet soon as you mention me\nGuess it was just meant to be\nFuckin' with me got me goin' way up\nSlammin' in that pussy, never lay up\nFuckin' up your makeup\nMake me cheese, eggs when I wake up\nYou an' him need to hurry up and break up\nRun around the world, I don't run games\nRun into your bitch, I'ma find out her name\nLet her rep the gang, let her wear my chain\nLet her give me brain\nSoon as I put it in\n[Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR & \nWiz Khalifa\n]\nI made it rain (woo) like a hurricane-cane\nI made it rain (\nhahaha\n) like a hurricane-cane (\nman, that\n)\nI made it rain (I just wanna do it, baby)\nI made it rain ([?])\nI made it rain (uh, [?])\nI made it rain ([?])" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Marvin & Chardonnay with the following description: “Marvin & Chardonnay” is the second single off Big Sean’s debut album Finally Famous. The song, featuring Kanye West and Roscoe Dash, is about making love while sipping on Chardonnay and listening to Marvin Gaye, which to them is the perfect combo. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Kanye West & \nBig Sean\n]\nYeah\nYou know a nigga don't really wanna take his cool off, uh\n(Boy, do it!)\n I'll express this, though\n[Chorus: Roscoe Dash, \nKanye West\n, & \nBoth\n]\nShe call me early in the morning (\nEarly\n, morning)\nWhen she’s all alone\n (When she’s all alone)\nI'ma take my time (\nYeah\n)\nDo it how we want (\nUh-huh\n, do it how we want it)\nJust to set the mood, girl\nI brought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay\n[Interlude: Kanye West]\nHold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up\nHold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, yeah\n[Verse 1: Big Sean & \nKanye West\n]\nShe love the way I’m doing it (She do it, \nhuh?\n)\nSo good she won't put my tattoo on it (\nUh\n)\nBottom line is (\nUh\n), you the finest\nGave you a new name\n(What's that? What's that? What's) My bitch\nHold up, hold up, whoa there\nLet's capture this moment (Boy, boy)\nIf I hit it then I own it, marijuan'-in' every mornin' (We on)\nAnd Patrón-ing, girl, we groaning (Do it)\nBut that pussy got me feeling like a kid with the street lights on\n(Street lights on, on?) 'Cause you know I gotta go in 'til it's [Chorus: Roscoe Dash, \nBig Sean\n, & \nBoth\n]\nEarly in the morning\n (Morning, \ndo it\n)\nWhen she's all alone (\nDo it, I do\n, when she’s all alone)\nI'ma take my time (Time, \nboy\n)\nDo it how we want (Do it how we want it)\nJust to set the mood, girl\nI brought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay\nSo just let the song play (And I'ma give it to ya)\nThe long way (And give it to ya)\nThe strong way (We got it all day)\nIt's our day (It's like this always)\nIt's our way (After a long day)\nThis was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay\n[Interlude: Kanye West]\nHold up, hold up, hold up, hold up\nHold up, hold up, hold up\n[Verse 2: Kanye West]\nTalk to the, talk to the hand\nBitch, you talking to a grown ass man\nIt's, like, way-way-way too much up in your pants\nFor us not to make the bed squeak\n(There goes the bed sheets)\nEverybody rip the swag off 'fore I rip the tag off\nWhy my pants sag off? 'Cause I'm rapping my ass off\nFlow so ugly, money so handsome\nThis the fucking anthem, get it? The fucking anthem?\nAh! [Chorus: Roscoe Dash & \nKanye West\n]\nEarly in the morning (Morning)\n(\nJust did it again\n)\nWhen she's all alone (When she's all alone)\nI'ma take my time (Time)\nDo it how we want (Do it how we want it)\n(\nThey say, \"Yeezy, yeah, he just did it again!\"\n)\nJust to set the mood, girl\nI brought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay\nSo just let the song play (And I'ma give it to ya)\nThe long way (And give it to ya)\nThe strong way (We got it all day)\nIt's our day (It's like this always)\nIt's our way (After a long day)\nThis was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay\n[Interlude: Kanye West]\nI be saying, I, uh, I think\nWhen I know, uh, just because\n[Verse 3: Kanye West, \nBig Sean\n, & \nBoth\n]\nI don’t really wanna, uh, talk too much shit\nBut you love it when I talk like I lost it\nAnd I love how you look when you blazin'\nAnd I swear you turn at least half-Asian\nAnd we about to have a liaison\nShe so cool, give head with her shades on (\nWhoa\n)\nYou should just go and throw a cape on (\nWhoa\n)\nAnd it's just so amazing\nSo amazing, so amazing\nTake it to the car, bloop, bloop\nThat shit look like I'm speed racing\nLeavin' with me, it'll boost your reputation\nWest side is where I'm stationed\nSpend all night, just champagne-tasting\nAin't no rush, girl, let's just pace it 'til it's [Chorus: Roscoe Dash, \nBig Sean\n & \nBoth\n]\nEarly in the morning (Morning, \nyeah\n)\nWhen she's all alone (\nWhen she's all\n alone)\nI'ma take my time (Time)\nDo it how we want (Do it how we want it)\nJust to set the mood, girl (Mood)\nI brought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay\nSo just let the song play (And I'ma give it to ya)\nThe long way (And give it to ya)\nThe strong way (We got it all day)\nIt's our day (It's like this always)\nIt’s our way (After a long day)\nThis was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay\n[Outro: Roscoe Dash]\nAnd this was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Rockstar with the following description: \n“Rock Star” is a song by Miley Cyrus, performed under her character Hannah Montana for the Disney Channel series of the same name the singer/actress stared in. It serves as the fourth track from the Hannah Montana 2 soundtrack which was released as a double-album alongside Miley Cyrus’s debut studio album, Meet Miley Cyrus. Despite not being released as a single, the song managed to peak at #81 on the Billboard Hot 100. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nSometimes I walk a little faster in the school hallway\nJust to get next to you\nSome days I spend a little extra time in the morning\nJust to impress you\n[Pre-Chorus 1]\nGuess you don't notice\nGuess you don't need this\nSad, you're not seeing what you're missing\nOn the outside shying away\nOn the inside dying to say\n[Chorus]\nI'm unusual, not so typical\nWay too smart to be waiting around\nTai Chi practicing, snowboard champion\nI could fix the flat on your car\nI might even be a rockstar\nI might even be a rockstar\n[Verse 2]\nSometimes I wish when the phone rings\nThat it would be you saying, \"Let's hang out\"\nThen you confess that there's something special\nBetween us, why don't we find out? [Pre-Chorus 2]\nBut you don't even know me\nGuess you don't need me\nWhy you're not seeing what you're missing?\nOn the outside shying away\nOn the inside dying to say (Whoo)\n[Chorus]\nI'm unusual, not so typical\nWay too smart to be waiting around\nTai Chi practicing, snowboard champion\nI could fix the flat on your car\nI might even be a rockstar\n[Bridge]\nIf you only knew the real me\nI might even be a rockstar\nI'm telling you that we are meant to be\nThat wouldn't it be nice if you could see\nThat I really am a rockstar\nYeah-yeah! (Whoo!)\nYeah, I really am a rockstar\nHey, hey, hey\n[Breakdown]\n(Whoo!)\nHa, a rockstar [Chorus]\nI'm unusual, not so typical\nWay too smart to be waiting around\nTai Chi practicing, snowboard champion\nI could fix the flat on your car\nRocking it wherever we are\nYeah, yeah, 'cause I really am a rockstar\n'Cause I really am a rockstar\n[Outro]\nI am a rockstar\nWhoa\nYeah\nGoodnight, everybody!" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Time with the following description: “Time” features Childish Gambino and Ariana Grande wrestling with a lack of direction and trying to find meaning in the world. Gambino expressed similar themes of uncertainty on his 2018 track “Feels Like Summer,” which appears on the album under the name “42.26.” It features experimental ‘80s pop style synths with booming drums.\nIf the song had been titled similarly to the rest of the album’s songs, it would’ve been called “6.31.” However, this song and “Algorhythm” are the only two songs without their timestamps used as titles.\nThe chorus originally appeared in the 2019 film Guava Island, starring Glover. This version was first previewed via live stream on donaldgloverpresents.com. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Childish Gambino]\nSeven billion people\nTryna free themselves\nSaid a billion prayers\nTryna save myself\nI can see it coming\nBut it's moving fast\n[Verse 2: Ariana Grande]\nBeen through a hurricane\nWith the sunroof down\nDancing with no pain\nWe wait to see the sunrise\nIt's a holiday (Hey)\nWhen you're around (When you're around)\nBreath of fresh air like a cold winter breeze\nAnd I can feel it slow down, oh\n[Chorus: Childish Gambino]\nMaybe all the stars in the night are really dreams\nMaybe this whole world ain't exactly what it seems\nMaybe the sky will fall down on tomorrow\nBut one thing's for certain, baby\nWe're running out of time\n[Post-Chorus: Childish Gambino]\nOh, time, time, yeah [Verse 3: Childish Gambino]\nRunning after something\nBut I don't know what\nAm I running to?\nToo afraid to stop\nHundred miles an hour\nWith no seatbelt on\nTime is everlasting\nI can't wait that long (Ooh)\n[Chorus: Childish Gambino]\nMaybe all the stars in the night are really dreams (All the stars)\nMaybe this whole world ain't exactly what it seems (This whole world)\nMaybe the sky will fall down on tomorrow (Ooh)\nBut one thing's for certain, baby\nWe're running out of time\n[Verse 4: Ariana Grande]\nMy feet are falling to the bottom of the ocean\nRunning out of time, out of time, uh, oh yeah\nHigh on emotion, I can feel it moving forward\nRunning out of time, running out\nRunning out, running out of time\n[Chorus: Brent Jones & The Best Life Singers]\nMaybe all the stars in the night are really dreams (All the stars)\nMaybe this whole world ain't exactly what it seems (This whole world)\nMaybe the sky will fall down on tomorrow (Ooh)\nBut one thing's for certain, baby\nWe're running out of time [Bridge: Childish Gambino]\n(\nTime\n)\n(\nTime\n)\nUh\nIt's about power (\nTime\n)\nAll about power (\nTime\n)\nOh, I'm in time\nI'm just tryna feel it (\nTime\n)\nGet a little bit stronger\nGotta go all out (\nTime\n)\nA nigga gon' ball out\nTry not to fall out\nTryna be better\nGotta get better (\nTime\n)\nToo many pressure\nNigga need pressure\nPeople need pressure\nUh, woo\n[Outro]\nRunning out of time\nWe're running\nRunning out of time (Woah)\nWe're running\nRunning out of time\nWe're running" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Bite My Tongue with the following description: Apparently Chris has made a lot of songs that didn’t make it on the album Royalty. “Bite My Tongue” is one of them, explaining the love for someone and the fact that you don’t want to hurt the other person.\n“Biting your tongue” is a reference to keeping your mouth shut to avoid hurting the other person by saying what is on your mind, which could be hurtful or offensive.\nThis track was first heard in a live stream on Periscope on the 10th of January, 2017, with Chris dancing and singing the song. The song later appeared on Chris' album Heartbreak On a Full Moon. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nIt's gettin' hard to bite my tongue\nMakin' me feel so dumb\nCan't explain it, feel so numb\nSo let me think about it, um\n'Bout it, 'bout it\n[Pre-Chorus]\nOoh, ooh\nI'm thinkin' how to say\nOoh, ooh\nA million different ways\nOoh, ooh\nI'm thinkin' how to say\nLet's get up out this place (Yeah)\n[Chorus]\nI promise I won't bite my tongue\nOh, woah, woah (Ha)\nPromise I won't bite my tongue (Hey, hey)\nOh, woah (Hey, hey)\n[Verse 2]\nGirl, I'm not tryna kiss and run\nI shoot it off like a gun\nBang, bang, I would kill for you\nI live for the thrill of you (Mm)\nAnd I'ma not tryna do you wrong (Ooh) [Pre-Chorus]\nOoh (Ooh), ooh (Ooh)\nI'm thinkin' how to say (Say)\nOoh, ooh (Oh, na-na-na)\nA million different ways (Ways)\nOoh, ooh\nI'm thinkin' how to say (Say, yeah)\nLet's get up out this place (Yeah)\n[Chorus]\nOr we can take it London to LA (Hey! Hey!)\nI promise I won't bite my tongue (Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!)\nOh, woah (Hey! Hey!)\nOh, woah (Hey! Hey! Hey!)\nOh, woah\nOh, woah-oh\n[Bridge]\nOoh-ooh-ooh (Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)\nOoh-ooh-ooh (Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)\nGirl, I would kill for you\nI live for the thrill of you\nI'ma not tryna do you wrong\n[Chorus]\nBaby, I promise not to bite my tongue\nOh, ooh-ooh, oh-woah-oh\nOh, na-na-na-na, yeah\nBite my tongue, ooh, you, baby\nAnd I'm not tryna do you wrong" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Gettin’ It In with the following description: Kanye West gets one of his first notable guest verses on a Jadakiss track he also produced from Kiss' 2004 album ‘Kiss of Death’. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Jadakiss]\nAh-ha!\n[Chorus: Kanye West & \nJadakiss\n]\nShorty gettin' it in with me (\nUh-huh\n)\nShorty gettin' it in with me (\nYeah\n)\nShe said, \"I brought some friends with me\"\nBut I don't know why\nBecause they ain't gettin in with me (\nUh-uh\n)\nShorty gettin it in with me (\nyeah, yeah\n)\nShorty gettin it in with me (\nUh-huh\n)\nShe said, \"I brought some friends with me\"\nBut I don't know why (\nYeah\n)\nBecause they ain't gettin' in with me (\nYo\n)\n[Verse 1: Jadakiss]\nYou know me—I'm with a ghetto diva, stiletto fever\nJell-o shots, yellow reefer\nSame rules apply: I'm back on top\nYou can't drink or smoke if you not gon' pop\nSee me in the popcorn drop, not gon' stop\nTakin' shots of Patrón, gettin' top on yachts\nThe medallion's a mountain, rock on rocks\nThe whole world wanna know when this Lock gon' drop\nWithout a doubt, she acknowledge the wealth\nSince she ain't give brains, I told her, \"Let me get some knowledge of self\"\nThen I told her, \"Be proud of yourself and dig deep\nAnd try to see what you could get out of yourself\"\nAfter all that, I told her to fall back\nThe Ferrari truck parked in the back is all-black\nNext time, bring some friends and more 'gnac\nIt depends how I feel in the morn' if I call back, what! [Chorus: Kanye West & \nJadakiss\n]\nShorty gettin' it in with me (\nUh-huh\n)\nShorty gettin' it in with me (\nYeah\n)\nShe said, \"I brought some friends with me\"\nBut I don't know why\nBecause they ain't gettin in with me (\nUh-uh\n)\nShorty gettin it in with me (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nShorty gettin it in with me (\nUh-huh\n)\nShe said, \"I brought some friends with me\" (Yeah)\nBut I don't know why (Kanye To The)\nBecause they ain't gettin' in with me (Yeah)\n[Verse 2: Kanye West & \nJadakiss\n]\nI'm with this bad Ethiopian chick, drinkin' straight-up liquor\nI told her I'm Nigerian—that straight-up nigga\nNow, is it just me, or do them Uggs\nHave girls' feet lookin' like sheepskin rugs?\nSome rhyme with a name, some rhyme nameless\nDon't try to treat me like I ain't famous\nMy apologies—are you into astrology?\n'Cause, um, I'm tryna make it to Uranus\nSee, that's a little Don Juan game\nAll across your chest like Sean John' name\nNiggas tryna figure out, since Kan' came\nWho the rookie of the year—me or LeBron James?\nThey say, \"Whoa, don't get caught up in the hype\nAin't no tellin' they gon' love you after tonight\"\nWell, if tonight's the night, pop bottles, fuck models\nSpend money 'til you're broke—my nigga, live your life! (\nAh-ha!\n) [Chorus: Kanye West & \nJadakiss\n]\nShorty gettin' it in with me (\nUh-huh\n)\nShorty gettin' it in with me (\nYeah\n)\nShe said, \"I brought some friends with me\"\nBut I don't know why\nBecause they ain't gettin in with me (\nUh-uh\n)\nShorty gettin it in with me (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nShorty gettin it in with me (\nUh-huh\n)\nShe said, \"I brought some friends with me\"\nBut I don't know why\nBecause they ain't gettin' in with me\n[Verse 3: Jadakiss]\nShorty gettin' it in with me\n600 Benz with me, she wanna spend with me, ugh\nShe see me roll up the bud, then thug out the club\n'Cause I got my mans with me, ugh\nShe said she leavin' her friends for me\nThey ain't gettin' in with her, 'cause she gon' bend for me, ugh\nHer tongue spin like a rim for me\nDo what she can for me, look like a ten for me, ugh\nNow, shorty is out with me\nUsin' her mouth for me, she lookin' out for me, ugh\nShe said, \"'Kiss, where you live?\"\nI said, \"You see the bridge when you step on the balcony\"\nLet's go [Chorus: Kanye West & \nJadakiss\n]\nShorty gettin' it in with me (\nUh-huh\n)\nShorty gettin' it in with me (\nYeah\n)\nShe said, \"I brought some friends with me\"\nBut I don't know why\nBecause they ain't gettin in with me (\nUh-uh\n)\nShorty gettin it in with me (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nShorty gettin it in with me (\nUh-huh\n)\nShe said, \"I brought some friends with me\"\nBut I don't know why\nBecause they ain't gettin' in with me (\nAh-ha!\n)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Snitch with the following description: This is track number 16 on Lil Wayne’s Tha Carter.Expand -11Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Hook]\nDon't let your mouth open up\nCuz you don't wanna see the handgun open up, no\nDon't let your mouth open out\nCuz you don't wanna see the automatic open out, no\nDon't let your mouth open up\nCuz you don't wanna see the handgun open up, no\nDon't let your mouth open out\nCuz you don't wanna see the automatic open out, no\n[Verse 1]\nAin't no snitches ridin' wit us\nOl motor mouth niggas could holla front\nCan't no loose slips get on my yacht\nI leave player haters at the dock, watch\nAnd your nigga help ya burn the block\nAs soon as you get hot nigga turn to cop\nYa settin up federal appointments now\nNigga all in court pointing out\nDaddy not knowing what he doin his child\nWe gon mail him his finger when he get out, yea\nJust to show him what we's about\nNever let shit about G'z leave ya mouth, yea\nYou inside can't leave ya house\nTwo donut lovers to police ya house\nI sneak past those brothers leak in ya house\nAnd put the heat dead in yo mouth, so shut up [Hook]\nDon't let your mouth open up\nCuz you don't wanna see the handgun open up, no\nDon't let your mouth open out\nCuz you don't wanna see the automatic open out, no\nDon't let your mouth open up\nCuz you don't wanna see the handgun open up, no\nDon't let your mouth open out\nCuz you don't wanna see the automatic open out, no\n[Verse 2]\nWeezy, nigga, been 'bout me\nStay low so you don't know shit bout me\nMake no mistake I'm a veteran at\nMe never rat mommy taught me better than that\nGet a gat if you ain't got one already\nIf you do then you ain't got enough get two\nAnd you could never get me nigga get you\nAnd you ain't got to fuck me girl fuck you\nI'm rollin wit my goons\nAnd I would never roll on my nigga take that to my tomb\nAin't no girl came out of mom's womb\nReal nigga shit mothafucka I'm Tune\nAnd I was taught\nIf a man talk about another man while that man ain't present\nA man don't listen\nThey throwin bricks but they hands is missin\nJust watch what you sayin sissy [Hook]\nDon't let your mouth open up\nCuz you don't wanna see the handgun open up, no\nDon't let your mouth open out\nCuz you don't wanna see the automatic open out, no\nDon't let your mouth open up\nCuz you don't wanna see the handgun open up, no\nDon't let your mouth open out\nCuz you don't wanna see the automatic open out, no\n[Verse 3]\nAin't no telling who spillin the earl\nYou telling yo boy he tellin his girl\nO, Now she telling the world\nIt ain't no secret I'm hotter than etha\nBut I don't need the cop shit neither\nEither close yo mouth or meet the heater\nWe the dirty south where cocaine cheaper\nYou go up north nigga's boost they fee up\nThis where the real hustlers meet up\nLook out anybody can be them people\nYo own people could be them people\nNo glasses can help you see them people\nThey around too many evil people\nDetectives wanna get even equal\nMy desert eagle ain't even legal, but sssshhhhhhhh [Hook]\nDon't let your mouth open up\nCuz you don't wanna see the handgun open up, no\nDon't let your mouth open out\nCuz you don't wanna see the automatic open out, no\nDon't let your mouth open up\nCuz you don't wanna see the handgun open up, no\nDon't let your mouth open out\nCuz you don't wanna see the automatic open out, no\n[Outro]\nYea nigga watch the people around you watch the people away from you\nLeave them niggas be let them stay from you\nThese niggas mouth's is runnin like hot water, I swear to God\nReal niggas takin falls like Niagara\nTryna stay up like Viagra, but it ain't gon happen\nThese niggas is best buddies wit the 5-0 team they know the DA by name\nIt ain't a game - it used to be one\nIts like these niggas got them big ducks in they mouth that the gynecologist\nUse when yo bitch get a pap smear\nThat's pussy anyway\nWeezy" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called All Things Go with the following description: “All Things Go” is the opening track on Nicki Minaj’s third album. It was released as an instant-gratification download with the album’s preorder on iTunes.\nShe touches on her abortion, family, and relationship with SB. This song delves much deeper into Nicki’s family ties, which she explained in her recent Complex cover story. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nYo, I had to reinvent, I put the V in vent\nI put the heat in vents, man, I been competin' since\nI look beyond what people sayin' and I see intent\nThen I just sit back and decipher what they really meant\nCherish these nights, cherish these people\nLife is a movie, but there'll never be a sequel\nAnd I'm good with that, as long as I'm peaceful\nAs long as seven years from now, I'm takin' my daughter to preschool\nCherish these days, man, do they go quick\nJust yesterday, I swear it was '06\nTen years ago, that's when you proposed\nI looked down, \"Yes, I suppose\"\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAll things go, all things go\nAll things go, all things go\n[Chorus]\nI feel one minute, yeah, we got it, then it's gone\nWhile we keep waitin' for a moment to live for\nSo can't nobody ever tell me that I'm wrong\n'Cause I'ma ride out wit' you, still, the night is young\nAnd we keep goin', we go (We go, we go)\nWe wake back up and do it all again (And we know, we know)\nSaid, \"Fuck the world, we ridin' 'til the end\"\nWhen all is said and done, look what we've become (Oh, we go)\nI just want you to know that I did it for you [Verse 2]\nI lost my little cousin to a senseless act of violence\nHis sister said he wanted to stay with me, but I didn't invite him\nWhy didn't he ask? Or am I just buggin'?\n'Cause since I got fame, they don't act the same\nEven though they know that I love 'em\nFamily ties broken before me\nNiggas tryna kill him, he ain't even call me\nAnd that's the reflection of me\nYes, I get it, I get it was all me\nI'll pop a pill and remember\nThe look in his eyes the last day he saw me\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAll things go, all things go\nAll things go, all things go\n[Chorus]\nI feel one minute, yeah, we got it, then it's gone\nWhile we keep waitin' for a moment to live for\nSo can't nobody ever tell me that I'm wrong\n'Cause I'ma ride out wit' you, still, the night is young\nAnd we keep goin', we go (We go, we go)\nWe wake back up and do it all again (And we know, we know)\nSaid, \"Fuck the world, we ridin' 'til the end\"\nWhen all is said and done, look what we've become (Oh, we go)\nI just want you to know that I did it for you [Verse 3]\nLemme make this clear: I'm not difficult, I'm just 'bout my business\nI'm not into fake industry parties and fake agendas\nRock with people for how they make me feel, not what they give me\nEven the ones that hurt me the most, I still show forgiveness\nI love my mother more than life itself and that's a fact\nI'd give it all if somehow I could just rekindle that\nShe never understands why I'm so overprotective\nThe more I work, the more I feel like somehow they're neglected\nI want 'Caiah to go to college just to say, \"We did it\"\nMy child with Aaron woulda been sixteen any minute\nSo in some ways, I feel like 'Caiah is the both of them\nIt's like he's 'Caiah's little angel lookin' over him\nAnd I know Jelani will always love me and I'll always love him\nAnd I'm just his little sister, not Nicki Minaj when I'm around him\nGee, we did it, let's leave this imprint\nJust finished writin', this is \nThe Pinkprint\n[Outro]\nAll things go, all things go\nAll things go, all things go" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Dedication After Disaster with the following description: In August of 2005, less one year before this mixtape was released, Hurricane Katrina hit the United States and absolutely devastated Weezy’s home city of New Orleans. Over 1,200 people were killed and $108 billion of damage was done across the country.\nWeezy dedicates this song to everyone that was effected by this tragedy, and ends up dedicating it to everyone and anyone that’s been effected by any problems in their lives. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Spoken: Lil Wayne]\nNow, listen, man. This right here is dedicated to all the young motherfuckers all across the world, especially in my city: New Orleans, man. I r— I—I respect how y'all hold y'all head and y'all stand strong after disaster, you know what I mean? You hold your head high after disaster. Not only my city; there's every city, and there's every young'un'—not every young'un', but almost every young'un'—or, there's a young'un' everywhere who's been through or went through their own disaster, or who's going through their own personal disaster. But, not to— not to over-— not to undermine my city, you know what I mean? We went through a tough one, and I wanna— I wanna let the young motherfuckers know that I see y'all, nigga. I see y'all, nigga. Getting money in different cities, nigga. Getting money in different ways, nigga. Respect my city, nigga. Respect a New Orleanian when you see him in your motherfucking face, nigga. Straight like that, man, 'cause if they don't, nigga, I'll make you respect me\n." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Banana Clips with the following description: Maybach Music Group’s Gunplay grabs a verse from Lil Wayne for his new single titled “Banana Clips”. Produced by The RenegadesExpand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Gunplay]\nDon't feed the apes (x4)\nWe got banana clips\nDont feed the apes (x4)\nWe got banana clips\nI'm going zoo, every time I'm going through (x4)\n[Verse 1: Gunplay]\nI'm going dummy, I'm going zoo\nI'm going raghh\nNow, who is who, who can get the ruger too\nMoving straight 151 and the zipper through\nYou Built a bird, break it down and build a bird\nShoes don't turn, shits tilts the curb\nMy shirt was silky when the court read the guilty word\nSuch a filthy word, Back to trying milky word\nI'm on my get cake, pie ass nigga\nI'm on my big steak, pie ass nigga\nAll I pitch is fish flake, pie ass nigga\nAll I do is check chase, plane train bicycle\n[Chorus: Gunplay]\nDon't feed the apes (x4)\nWe got banana clips\nDont feed the apes (x4)\nWe got banana clips\nI'm going zoo, every time I'm going through (x4) [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]\nAK with that long dick, get yo' fuckin' bone pick\nI get all my groin licked, your head get flicked like a coin flip\nI come through with them twin Glocks\nAnd kill you and the nigga you was born with\nBitch I'm still the best rapper, I got bars like phone strength\nI get my weed from so and so, I get my guns from such and such\nAnd all my homies got that weight, all them niggas muscle punks\nFuck y'all niggas I'm way too strong, \ngettin' to the bread like Grey Poupon\nOpen this gun up like a book, damn Lil Tune, what page you on?\nEarly bird gets the worm, early dog gets the bird\nHigh as fuck, vision blurred, unisex bullets, his or hers\nYou pussy cat you hiss you purr\nMe, I go ape shit, on my skate shit, \nnigga TrukFit!\n[Chorus: Gunplay]\nDon't feed the apes (x4)\nWe got banana clips\nDont feed the apes (x4)\nWe got banana clips\nI'm going zoo, every time I'm going through (x4)\n[Verse 3: Gunplay]\nI'm going ape shit\nSpending bands on they shift\nI'm show stopping shit on they shift\nOn they turf, footprints on they dirt\nTaking all they money, I know they hurt\nChampagne, Stank pot\nTattooed the shirt under my tank top\nMy lane lock, my chain rock\nWon't move a muscle, baby set the bank vault\nBitch I whip yams, Bitch I get bands\nYou trying to break me bitch, slim chance\nMy speaker beating, my shoes kick ass\nDollar beacon game over for you Riff-Raffs [Chorus: Gunplay]\nDon't feed the apes (x4)\nWe got banana clips\nDont feed the apes (x4)\nWe got banana clips\nI'm going zoo, every time I'm going through (x4)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Messiah with the following description: On July 1st, 2014, Madonna mentioned “Messiah” for the first time. A little later, she posted a clip showing musicians playing orchestral strings, so presumely the song will feature pop strings, a la Toxic. On July 7th, 2014 she teased the lyrics on Instagram. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI am the promise that you cannot keep\nReap what you sow, find what you seek\nI am the sorceress down in the deep\nI am the earth under your feet\nI am the moon with no light of my own\nYou are the sun, guardin' your throne\nI heard the angels whisper to me\nLook for the signs, he is the one\n[Chorus]\nI\n'll light a candle here in the dark\nMakin' my way to your heart\nI'll cast a spell that you can't undo\nTill you wake up and you find that you love me too\nTill you wake up and you find that you love me too\n[Verse 2]\nI'll be the bride that is married to life\nYou are the day, I am the night\nWeave you a blanket of silver and gold\nI'll keep you warm, do as I'm told\nI need your strength, it will keep me from harm\nI'll be your queen, safe in your arms\nDon't wanna get to the end of my days\nSayin' I wasn't amazed [Chorus]\nI'll light a candle here in the dark\nMakin' my way to your heart\nI'll cast a spell that you can't undo\nTill you wake up and you find\nI'll light a candle here in the dark\nMaking my way to your heart\nI'll cast a spell that you can't undo\nTill you wake up and you find that you love me too\n[Outro]\nTill you wake up and you find that you love me too\nTill you wake up and you find that you love me too" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Trenchez with the following description: \nOfficial Video\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B78iJV6Zw4wExpand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Offset]\nIt's a Panarama in the driveway\nFeds watching, we in the projects\nThey know we ain't posed to be driving that\nFucking the natnats and alley cats\nTrap in the trenchez, we flex in the trenchez\nThe police ain't liking that, we still handle business\nWe trap in the trenchez, we flex in the trenchez\nThe police ain't liking it, we still handle business\n[Verse 1: Offset]\nThe trap got niggas on top of the roof they assassins\nMy plug from Saudi Arabia, call him Aladdin\nWe pulling 'em triggers and 'Rarris and pull up in Aston\n(skr, skr, Aston Martin)\nThe feds they mad, they know what we doin', can't catch us\nI stand on the stove, I beat the pot up like I'm Cassius\nThey call me Chris Angel, work disappear like it is magic\nLook at the scale make sure the grams is accurate\nWrap it in plastic, then I package it\nMohammed need bricks up in Africa\nGo to California, we smoking medicals\nTrap professional, money all over my schedule\nI made a million, that's historical\nI Pray to God because I am biblical\nWork take her clothes off like a physical\nWhen I cook up a baby, they come out identical\nBill Nye cause I'm whippin up chemicals\nWorkin' been trapping ten years, boy you pitiful [Chorus: Offset]\nIt's a Panarama in the driveway\nFeds watching, we in the projects\nThey know we ain't posed to be driving that\nFucking the natnats and alley cats\nTrap in the trenchez, we flex in the trenchez\nThe police ain't liking that, we still handle business\nWe trap in the trenchez, we flex in the trenchez\nThe police ain't liking it, we still handle business\n[Verse 2: Skippa Da Flippa]\nWe still handle business, sins I committed\nI'm countin' up tickets\nI'm thumbing through Benjis\nYoung nigga, I did it\n(I Did it, we did it)\nWhat's that in yo drive-way?\nMaybe Karma Fisker (skirr, Fisker?)\nYoung nigga get witcha, yes, I'm tha Flippa\nYes I will flip ya\nShout out my big bruh Dwayne Bowe\nWho stay ten toes\nMight pull up in a Rover, hit me some hoes\nThen touchdown on the Migos\nWe flexin' in minchi\nYou wanna keep seat, nigga get yo own section\nSo much gold on me, ice on me, money on me\nThat you thought I was Freemason (Freemason)\nNeva, you after dem hoes\nBlue faces I'm chasin'\nShe got a back in four thirty five\nCountin' up green,you think that I'm plankton\nSo what is you driving?\nIt's nothing u riding\nI pull up in something you cannot pronounce\nAnd I smoke by the ounce [Chorus: Offset]\nIt's a Panarama in the driveway\nFeds watching, we in the projects\nThey know we ain't posed to be driving that\nFucking the natnats and alley cats\nTrap in the trenchez, we flex in the trenchez\nThe police ain't liking that, we still handle business\nWe trap in the trenchez, we flex in the trenchez\nThe police ain't liking it, we still handle business\n[Verse 3: Takeoff]\n(nah nah dont pick up, dont pick up, put your money back down, nah nah nah nah put your money back down)\nThe hell is you doin'?\nFuck is you doin'? Where the hell is you goin'?\nNigga trynna' steal my flow hit em 44\nMake ya brain blow\nMurder she wrote\nF&N extendo' Subway Footlongs All I tote!\nIn your neighborhood broad daylight searchin' for another kick door\nSlow it down, slow it down\nSpeed it up breakin' that spatula whippin' that dope\n(Turn around, turn around)\nBaby I don't wanna fuck you I just want that throat!\nI had a plan to work with that man I, I caught that man\nNow I'm the man\nMove to Afghanistan, now I got bands\nI'm speakin' the lingo you can't comprehend [Chorus: Offset]\nIt's a Panarama in the driveway\nFeds watching, we in the projects\nThey know we ain't posed to be driving that\nFucking the natnats and alley cats\nTrap in the trenchez, we flex in the trenchez\nThe police ain't liking that, we still handle business\nWe trap in the trenchez, we flex in the trenchez\nThe police ain't liking it, we still handle business" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called She Don’t Love Me with the following description: “She Don’t Love Me” is about trying to find ride or die girl, but unfortunately, she doesn’t “love me like she say she do”.\nThis track marks the second collaboration between Boosie and Breezy, the first being 2015’s “Real One.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Chris Brown]\nOh, no, na na na\nYou see who's real\n(\nBJ Beatz\n)\n[Chorus: Chris Brown, \nBoosie Badazz\n]\nOh, girl\nI been lookin' for somebody who gon' hold me down in this cold world\nWhere you, girl? Oh\nOh, girl, \nshe don't love me like she say she do\nOh, girl, \nshe don't love me like she say she do (Baby)\nOh, girl, \nshe don't love me like she say she do (Would you be down if you for real?)\nOh, girl, \nif she did, then why she say she do?\nShe don't love me like\nOh-woah, oh-oh, \nshe don't love me like she say she do (Baby)\nWoah, oh-oh, \nshe don't love me like she say she do\nOh-oh, woah, \nshe don't love me like she say she do\nShe don't do the shit she say she do\n[Verse 1: Chris Brown, \nBoosie Badazz\n, \nChris Brown & Bossie Badazz\n]\nMonday, \nshe actin' like she don't really miss me (Damn)\nTuesday, \nI feel a difference in her kiss (Damn)\nWednesday, \nwe sex, we argue when we finish\nThursday, she trippin'\n, \nclub all night Friday\nStand by me, Whitney and Bobby, be my rock, girl\nPaparazzi, no freedom but at the house, girl\nAnd baby, I don't wanna leave ya, baby, I don't wanna leave\nBut baby, I don't really need ya either\nFrontin' hard, I'm scared to love (Scared to love)\nPerfect career, perfect face, and that ass, ooh, I'm scared of her\nGot too much to lose doin' you, but you worth it (You worth it)\nIf we make it, we deserve (High world, yeah) [Chorus: Chris Brown, \nBoosie Badazz\n]\nOh, girl\nI been lookin' for somebody who gon' hold me down in this cold world\nWhere you, girl? Oh\nOh, girl, \nshe don't love me like she say she do\nOh, girl, \nshe don't love me like she say she do\nOh, girl, \nshe don't love me like she say she do\nOh, girl, \nif she did, then why she say she do?\nShe don't love me like\nSay oh, \nshe don't love me like she say she do\nOh-oh-oh, \nshe don't love me like she say she do\nNo, \nshe don't love me like she say she do\nShe don't do the shit she say she do\n[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]\n(Let me tell you 'bout ol' girl)\nShe say she me ride or die, but she barely smile (Barely smile)\nWent to prison, you actin' different, where you at now?\nI need a soldier, someone real (Real)\nSomeone to come get me when all odds against me, I need a Navy Seal\nIf that you can't do, you don't love me like you say you do\nLoyalty and honesty, the only way we make it through\nSometimes, she be sweet as cotton candy\nBut most time, she look at me like she can't stand me\nI need sunshine, a bad chick to make me happy (Happy)\nSex me, keep me laughin' (Haha), text me somethin' nasty (Yessir)\nSystem against me, the world call me a outcast\nSo I need a down chick, if you ain't down, you down bad [Chorus: Chris Brown, \nBoosie Badazz\n]\nOh, girl\nI been lookin' for somebody who gon' hold me down in this cold world\nWhere you, girl? Oh\nOh, girl, \nshe don't love me like she say she do\nOh, girl, \nshe don't love me like she say she do\nOh, girl, \nshe don't love me like she say she do\nOh, girl, \nif she did, then why she say she do?\nShe don't love me like\nShe don't love me like she say she do\nShe don't love me like she say she do\nShe don't love me like she say she do\nShe don't do the shit she say she do" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Dolly with the following description: “Dolly” is a leaked song by Lil Uzi Vert, originally thought to have been produced by Bugz Ronin, but recent findings suggest it was instead produced by C4Bombs, with the help of BRackz.\nThe song seems to make references to Uzi’s frequent collaborator, Young Thug, and his younger sisters Dolly White (as per the title of the song and its chorus) and Dora.\nThe song was first teased by Uzi in early 2018 with fans expecting it to appear on either Lil Uzi Vert vs. The World 2, or some other upcoming project. Before this could happen, however, Music Mafia put the song up for the sale on their site.\nThe song was purchased from Music Mafia and it leaked online on July 16, 2018.\nThe song was remixed by Uzi and Lil Tecca and officially released as “Dolly” on September 18, 2020. It was included as the tenth track from Tecca’s debut studio album Virgo World. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Pre-Chorus]\nSomebody, please call me a janitor\n(Slime, slime, slime, slime, slime, slime, slime, slime)\nShe came to me and said that, \"You cannot really, um, handle her\" (What?)\n(Slime, slime, slime, slime, slime, slime, slime, slime)\nSwag disease, look at my jeans and the Gucci gold buckle up (Ooh)\n(Slime, slime, slime, slime, slime, slime, slime, slime)\nSippin' that Tuss got me tussled up, I had to tussle the muscle up\n(Slime, slime, slime, slime, slime, slime, slime)\n[Chorus]\nHit the trap like Max (Max)\nHit the trap like Max, yeah\nHit the trap like Max (Hit it)\nHit the trap like Max, yeah\nHit the trap like Max, ayy\nHit the trap like Max, yeah\nHit the trap like Max, ayy\nHit the trap like Max, ayy (Yeah)\nKnow I'm finessin' the pack, ayy\nKnow I'm gon' make it right back, yeah\nHundred K right in my bag, ayy\nI take a vacay and relax, yeah (Relax)\nHey, Dolly, yeah (Dolly), whoa\nHey, Dolly, yeah (Hey, Dolly)\n, ayy [Verse 1]\nHit that trap like Max, uh (Like Max)\nHit that trap like Max, yeah (Like Max)\nHit that trap like Max, ayy (Like Max)\nHit that trap like Max (Yeah)\nGet that check like Max, uh (Count it up)\nRep the set like Max, yeah (Like Max)\nSpend it, I make it right back (Right back)\nI'm movin', finessin' the pack (The pack)\nThis shit right here right off the head (The head)\nIt's Mr. All-My-Friends-Are-Dead (Okay)\nI let your bitch play with my dreads (Okay)\nThen she proceed to give me head (Lil Uzi)\nYou know my windows, yeah, they tinted (What?)\nSo you cannot see, um, what's in it (Ayy)\nBut I pull up in a new Bentley (Yeah)\nSo you wanna see, um, what's in it (What's in it?)\nInterior, that shit all red (Red)\nYou spill the 'Tech, won't see the red (The red)\nI got a TEC, one in the head (The head)\nGot so much ice, I need a sled (A sled)\nMy chopper, the stock, it attach (Attach)\nI pulled up the Audi, matte black, yeah (Matte black)\nYou know that I'm sharp as a tack, yeah (Okay)\nAll of my niggas, they slatt, yeah [Chorus]\nHit the trap like Max, yeah\nHit the trap like Max, ayy\nHit the trap like Max, yeah\nHit the trap like Max, ayy\nHit the trap like Max, yeah\nHit the trap like Max, ayy\nHit the trap like Max, yeah\nHit the trap like Max, ayy\nYou know that I'm gettin' them racks\nI'm movin', finessin' the pack, yeah\nHundred K right in my bag, yeah\nI take a vacay and relax, yeah\nHey, Dolly, yeah (Hey, Dolly), whoa\nHey, Dolly, yeah (Hey, Dolly, skrr), ayy\n[Verse 2]\nThought you really had my back, uh\nYou ain't really have my back, ayy (No)\nI ain't really with no stress (Yeah)\nCut all strings attached, ayy\nAnd I know Dolly got my back, yeah\nAnd I know Dora got my back, uh\nAnd I know Thug got my back, yeah\nBitch, we up, no rest, yeah\nMan, I'm in way back, yeah (Way back)\nWhen I had to shoot Big Racks, yeah\nWhen I had two, three racks, yeah\nNo, I had ten, twelve racks, ayy (Okay)\nNow I got three million stacked (Stacked)\nPull off on a jet, yeah (Lil Uzi)\nWe want more, not less, yeah (Not less)\nSliming up a mess, yeah (Slime) [Pre-Chorus]\nSomebody, please call me a janitor (Cleanup on aisle three)\nShe came to me and said that, \"You cannot really, um, handle her\"\n(Yeah, oh, oh, okay)\nSwag disease, look at my jeans and the Gucci gold buckle up (Yeah)\nSippin' that Tuss got me tussled up, I had to tussle the muscle up\n[Chorus]\nHit the trap like Max, yeah\nHit the trap like Max, ayy\nHit the trap like Max, yeah\nHit the trap like Max, ayy\nHit the trap like Max, yeah\nHit the trap like Max, ayy\nHit the trap like Max, yeah\nHit the trap like Max, ayy\nYou know that I'm gettin' them racks\nI'm movin', finessin' the pack, yeah\nHundred K right in my bag, yeah\nI take a vacay and relax, yeah\nHey, Dolly, yeah (Hey, Dolly), whoa\nHey, Dolly, yeah (Hey, Dolly)\n[Outro]\nSlime, I know Dolly got my back, uh\nAnd I know Dora got my back, uh\nAnd I know Thug got my back, yeah\nBitch, we up, no rest, yeah\nAnd I know Dolly got my back, uh\nAnd I know Dora got my back, yeah\nAnd I know Thug got my back, yeah\nBitch, we up, no rest" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called The Moment I Knew with the following description: “The Moment I Knew” tells the true story of how Taylor’s then-boyfriend, Jake Gyllenhaal, didn’t show up to her birthday party. When he called her later to say sorry, Taylor says sorry too but for a completely different reason. The heartbreaking simplicity of the lyrics is reminiscent of her 2006 track “A Perfectly Good Heart.”\nThis song appears only on the Target deluxe edition of Red. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nYou should've been there\nShould've burst through the door\nWith that \"Baby, I'm right here\" smile\nAnd it would've felt like\nA million little shining stars had just aligned\nAnd I would've been so happy\n[Verse 2]\nChristmas lights glisten\nI've got my eye on the door\nJust waiting for you to walk in\nBut the time is ticking\nPeople ask me how I've been\nAs I comb back through my memory\nHow you said you'd be here\nYou said you'd be here\n[Chorus]\nAnd it was like slow motion\nStanding there in my party dress\nIn red lipstick\nWith no one to impress\nAnd they're all laughing\nAs I'm looking around the room\nBut there was one thing missing\nAnd that was the moment I knew [Verse 3]\nAnd the hours pass by\nNow I just wanna be alone\nBut your close friends always seem to know\nWhen there's something really wrong\nSo they follow me down the hall\nAnd there in the bathroom\nI try not to fall apart\nAnd the sinking feeling starts\nAs I say hopelessly\n\"He said he'd be here\"\n[Chorus]\nAnd it was like slow motion\nStanding there in my party dress\nIn red lipstick\nWith no one to impress\nAnd they're all laughing\nAnd asking me about you\nBut there was one thing missing (Missing)\nAnd that was the moment I knew\n[Bridge]\nWhat do you say\nWhen tears are streaming down your face\nIn front of everyone you know?\nAnd what do you do\nWhen the one who means the most to you\nIs the one who didn't show? [Breakdown]\nYou should've been here\nAnd I would've been so happy\n[Chorus]\nAnd it was like slow motion\nStanding there in my party dress\nIn red lipstick\nWith no one to impress\nAnd they're all standing around me, singing\n\"Happy birthday to you\"\nBut there was one thing missing\nAnd that was the moment I knew\nOh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, I knew\nOh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\n[Outro]\nYou called me later\nAnd said, \"I'm sorry I didn't make it\"\nAnd I said, \"I'm sorry, too\"\nAnd that was the moment I knew" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called S.T.R.E.S.S. with the following description: S.T.R.E.S.S. is the twentieth track on Drake’s debut mixtape, “Room For Improvement”. It features vocals from Nickelus F., an artist who was featured on many of Drake’s early songs before Drake signed with YMCMB.\nIn this song, Drake discusses the difficulty of having divorced parents, being racially mixed and going to a predominately white school, as well as dealing with the fame he gained through starring on television and becoming a rapper. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Drake]\nYeah, Ren, M.O.F, Haha\nIt's Drake man, it's Drake man.Yeah\nAyo Ren this that gritty shit here man\nI'ma have to tell them about I been through on this know what I mean\nHO! Southern Smoke!!!\n[Verse 1: Drake]\nVery few give you that truth, it's either they can't do it with lyrics\nOr can't do it in spirit, they cancel what they doin'\nThe samples that they usin', can't get through the clearin'\nI'll handle it since they just can't get you to hear it\nMy father's early careerin' forced my parents to split up\nMy mother was a teacher, my father was kind of fed up\nWith just being a florist, so the choir sang his chorus\nAnd he got back into doin' what he was doing before us\nBecause money is an issue, your son, he gon' miss you\nAnd plus you got a wife at home cause mommy still exist too\nNow you lookin' for exes, you ain't never expect this\nYou end up doing time, and me, I end up with a step-sis\nNobody passing judgment, they question where the drugs went\nYou know I hold you down because without you, I'd be a wasn't\nAnd mommy I'mma support her, I keep it all in order\nSee her with tears in her eyes or you arrested at the border\nBut [Hook: Nickelus F]\nI got stress on my shoulders\nTrying to keep my heart pure but this world is makin' it colder\nYoung black man dodge your bullets trying to get older\nAnd you wonder why we turn to drugs and chain smokers\nIT'S STRESS MY NIGGA!!!\nI'm just tryna live my life cuz\nMake a little money, find a bunny\nTo make my wife cuz BO!, BO!, BO!, BO!\nI'm just trying to live my life cuz\nMake a little money, find a bunny\nTo make my wife cuz BO!, BO!, BO!, BO!\n[Verse 2: Drake]\nThis is my life, and so the rest has kinda been cool\nQuestion what I been through\nI write a verse addressin' it\nAnd yes I might offend you\nPicture when I was in school\nMe being the closest thing to black\nAnd guess what rap music what I was into\nRest of the kids were sheltered\nI never liked to fight\nBut when someone called me a \"nigga\"\nI'd punch em I couldn't help it\nNow I'm grown I can say what it is\nIt's parents that got these Black and Filipino nannies raisin' they kids\nAnd your daddy want it very right\nI make you happy, plus I'm Jewish, he don't approve\nI think he want you to marry white\nHe want Sinatra at the wedding, not Barry White\nCause black is black honey, even if he's very light\nAnd so I never been for dinner at they places\nAlways brutally honest, and so I pin it to they faces\nI live it so the case is, whether Drake is\nWay ahead of his time, or inquisitive and racist [Hook: Nickelus F]\nI got stress on my shoulders\nTrying to keep my heart pure but this world is makin' it colder\nYoung black man dodge your bullets trying to get older\nAnd you wonder why we turn to drugs and chain smokers\nIT'S STRESS MY N*!!!\nI'm just tryna live my life cuz\nMake a little money, find a bunny\nTo make my wife cuz BO!, BO!, BO!, BO!\nI'm just trying to live my life cuz\nMake a little money, find a bunny\nTo make my wife cuz BO!, BO!, BO!, BO!\n[Verse 3: Drake]\nAm I hot as the rest? should I strive for my spot as the best?\nLike girls with Double D's, I got a lot on my chest\nThere's questions that need to be answered that's not on the test\nInstead of starin' at quizzes now it's models with breasts\nAnd yes, when I'm dismissed after a tedious listen\nI sit at home and say I should of been a pediatrician\nHomie, I probably could've been on TV consistent\nAn artist like Pablo, maybe Petey's assistant\nAnd my mindset is come and get me\nI'm all alone at home with my mom and grandma and ain't nobody runnin' with me\nSo, if you got the heart to come in here and kill a lady\nDaughter, and her grandson, nigga get the handgun\nIf not, you gon make me call the burbs out in Richmond\nThat have you niggas laying out on the curb, they some hitmen\nLast couple of months I done probably been around the world and back\nAnd I don't wanna question half the places Nick been [Hook: Nickelus F]" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Champions with the following description: “Champions” is a celebratory rap anthem, featuring some of the game’s most popular rappers. It was originally released as the first single of G.O.O.D. Music’s scrapped Cruel Winter, a follow-up to 2012’s compilation album,Cruel Summer. It was released on iTunes on June 12th, 2016.\nKanye West is joined by a whopping seven artists, including Quavo, Yo Gotti and Gucci Mane—three artists he’s never worked with before.\nThe song was first previewed on Big Sean and Ian Conner’s Snapchat. It later premiered on Big Boy’s Radio minutes after Kanye announced it on Twitter. During a Q&A on Twitter, Fonzworth Bentley described how the Gucci Mane feature came to fruition.\n\n\n\n\nThe minimalistic single artwork is a nod to Pusha T, who released his singles “Numbers On the Boards” and “Who I Am” (which featured 2 Chainz and Big Sean) with white covers that read, “No Artwork” and “No Artwork 2,” respectively. According to an interview with Pusha, Kanye designed the “No Artwork” cover:\n[I asked him] what’s the artwork? He was like, there’s no artwork. That was the extreme theme, and our first way of implementing what we were discussing about the stark and minimal, art where the primary focus is on the music. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Quavo]\n(Quavo!)\nLifestyle on camera (Camera)\nHundred thousand dollar chandelier (Chandelier)\nThey tried to turn me to an animal (Animal)\nBut white people think I'm radical (Radical)\nSupermodels think I'm handsome (Handsome)\nYou might think I'm too aggressive (Aggressive)\nBut really I think I'm too passive (Hey)\n'Til I pull out the chopper, start blastin' (Bow)\n[Chorus: Travis Scott & \nDesiigner\n]\n1500, all in singles (Straight up!)\nThrow it up, watch it fall and drop\n'Round and 'round they go\n'Round and 'round they go (\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n)\n[Verse 2: Kanye West]\nPray for me\nI'm about to hit the Ye button\nI don't wanna say nothin' wrong\nBut it'd be wrong if I ain't say nothin'\nImagine if I ain't say somethin'\nWouldn't none these niggas say nothin'\nI done lost and made money\nNow I'm makin' somethin' they can't take from me\nAnd I'm fresh out of debt in this mothafucka!\nAnd they still ain't ready yet for a muhfucka!\nYeezy might have to go and put his Louis on\nI'm 'bout to go Gucci in the Gucci store [Verse 3: Gucci Mane]\nIt's Gucci!\nFresh out the feds in this mothafucka (Hah)\nAnd they still ain't ready yet for a mothafucka (No)\nGucci Mane and I'm 'bout to put my Yeezys on (Huh?)\nNow that Gucci home, it's over for you Gucci clones\n[Chorus: Travis Scott, \nBig Sean\n]\n1500, all in singles (Straight up)\nThrow it up, watch it fall and drop\n'Round and 'round they go\n'Round and 'round they go\nChampions, we run the city\nNumber one, they fallin' from the top\n'Round and 'round they go\n'Round and 'round they go (Straight up)\n[Verse 4: Big Sean]\nLook, I say a prayer for my enemies (Prayer)\nThey cannot slow down what's meant for me\nFunny how they come around like I can't see through they secret identities\nLately, it's all about Zen in me\nSubtractin' the negative energy\nFuck with the family, turn your ass to a memory\nMy niggas keep it a century\nI blow the check up, nigga, detonation\nKill 'em one by one, \nFinal Destination\nTop my destination\nI got guardian angels all around a nigga, that's deflectin' Satan\nI'm a mothafuckin' champion\nThis right here the fuckin' anthem\nI can't dap you without hand san'\nI don't know where your dirty ass hands been\nI wake up to like a hundred texts\nChampionship team, but we can't cut the net (Okay)\nShe all off in my jersey lookin' underdressed\nI'm finna buy this bitch a Honda CRX\nWith... [Chorus: Travis Scott & \nDesiigner\n]\n1500, all in singles (straight up!)\nThrow it up, watch it fall and drop\n'Round and 'round they go\n'Round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go\n'Round and 'round they go\nI'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole\nThan to get down in a hole\n[Verse 5: 2 Chainz]\nI took a nap in the pulpit\nI never like how a suit fit\nI got a pocket full of money\nIt got me walkin' all slew-foot\nI'm on my wave like a cruise ship\nIn that ho mouth like a toothpick\nAnyone get in my way\nNothin' to say, I tote 'em choppas like pool sticks\nI wear pajamas to Ruth's Chris\nCouldn't walk a mile in my new kicks\nI'm comin' from the apartments\nWe never had our damn pool fixed\nWalk in the mall with my new bitch\nTell her to get the whole rack\nMy new bitch gon' pull me a new bitch\nThen pull me a new bitch\nSee that is a snowball effect\nI got gold on my neck\nLookin' like a Super Bowl on my neck\nI got a mansion full of marble floors\nIt look like I could go bowl in this bitch\nVersace logos on bowls in this bitch\nLike I'm a serial killer\nI put the real in gorilla\nI did this shit for my niggas [Chorus: Travis Scott & \nDesiigner\n]\n1500, all in singles (straight up!)\nThrow it up, watch it fall and drop\n'Round and 'round they go\n'Round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go\n'Round and 'round they go\nI'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole\nThan to get down in a hole\nChampions, we run the city\nNumber one, they fallin' from the top\n'Round and 'round they go\n'Round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go\n'Round and 'round they go\nI'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole\nThan to get down in a hole\n[Verse 6: Yo Gotti]\nI'm Yo Gotti!\nReach for my chain is suicide\nThe car I drive fit two inside\nThey mad at Ye 'cause he all in the neighborhood\nBut he let them goons inside\nLet's fuck up the neighborhood\nLet's fuck up the neighborhood\nBuy every house in this bitch\nYou know that the money good\nMy wrist in the kitchen go 'round and 'round\nPlay with the kid, I'ma gun you down\nThe roof on that Wraith in the lost and found\nOfficial trap shit let me slow it down\nWay more shit than a Pamper\nAll we rock is bandanas\nWhips so nasty, no manners\nI just got head in a Phantom\n[Verse 7: Gucci Mane]\nShe say she don't want a chump, baby want a champ\nShe say money make her cum, Gucci make her damp (Gucci!)\n1017's the Squad, Gucci Mane's the stamp\nAnd he don't never sleep, he's a fuckin' vamp\nI heard your bitch ride on the bus, you don't give a damn\nMy bitch drive a Lamb', you should call her ma'am\nI love my Auntie Jane, but fuck Uncle Sam\nI'm a walkin' money machine, check my Instagram\nNiggas never test the kid so I don't have to cram\nMy city treat me like a king, I should wear a crown\nAnd I don't really fuck around\nI gave my bitch two mil' 'cause she stuck around\n[Chorus: Travis Scott & \nDesiigner\n]\n1500, all in singles (straight up!)\nThrow it up, watch it fall and drop\n'Round and 'round they go\n'Round and 'round it go, 'round and 'round it go\n'Round and 'round they go\nI'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole\nThan to get down in a hole\nChampions, we run the city\nNumber one, they fallin' from the top\n'Round and 'round they go\n'Round and 'round it go\n'Round and 'round they go\nI'd rather be strapped and ride with a pole\nThan to get down in a hole" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called YES with the following description: On “YES,” all three artists brag about their earnings while also explaining how they would deal with their opposition.\nThe song presents the first collaboration between Fat Joe and Cardi B, as well as Anuel AA. Cardi B has collaborated with other Latin superstars before, such as J Balvin and Bad Bunny on their hit track “I Like It”.\n“YES” samples the famous song “Aguanile”, originally sung by Willy Colón and Héctor Lavoe. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Fat Joe & \nAnuel AA\n]\nThis is\n(Aguanile)\nLo' intocable', ¿oíste, lambebicho? ¡Jaja!\n[Chorus: Fat Joe & \nAnuel AA\n]\nAss up, face down (Aguanile, face down, face down)\nThis for Pretty Lou\nYes (\nAh\n), ass up, face down (Aguanile, face down, face down)\nFamily Ties (\n¡Brr!\n)\nYes, ass up, face down (Aguanile, face down, face down)\nAnuel\nAss up, face down (Ah, face down, face down)\nReal hasta la muerte, ¿oíste, cabrón?\n[Verse 1: Fat Joe & \nAnuel AA\n]\nYes, ass up, face down (Aguanile)\nPristine boys on the watch, watch 'em mate now (\nAh\n)\nLight this bitch up, chandelier (Aguanile)\nAnd that pussy like voodoo, Santeria\nBet ya man ain't gettin' money like me (No)\nBet your lil' bitch try fuck on me (Hey, hey)\nWhole life on parole, can't talk to felons (Aguani-guani)\nNow tell that bitch up in the cops (–lehh)\nHer man still tellin' (\n¡Brr!\n)\nStill tellin' (\n¡Brr!\n), still tellin'\nThrow the whole chick away\nThat bitch still tellin'\nStill tellin', still tellin' (\nAh\n)\nLook at these niggas ducking time, niggas still tellin' [Chorus: Fat Joe]\nAss up, face down (–guanile, face down, face down)\nYes, a-a-ass up, face down (Face down, face down)\nYes, ass up, face down (Aguanile, face down, face down)\nAss up, face down (Ah, face down, face down)\n[Verse 2: Cardi B]\nLa Cardi\nBardi\nNever been stressed by a ho, no (Aguanile)\nNever been pressed by a bitch (By a bitch)\nMurder and the money on my mind (Aguanile, on my mind)\nMy palm and my trigger finger itch, bitch\nI been in my bag (Bag), hoppin' outta jets (Woo)\nBeen runnin' shit (Yeah), and still ain't outta breath (Uh)\nI can lay a verse (Verse), and lay these hoes to rest (Woo)\nCatch your ass in traffic, hope you say it wit' your chest, bitch (Brr!)\nHear this song back, it ain't nothing but a check (Aguanile, baow)\nLace front pushers, why the fuck you got a vest? (Woo)\nLookin' for me? Hit my line\n1-800-59, BX\n[Chorus: Fat Joe & \nAnuel AA\n]\nAss up, face down (Aguanile, face down, face down)\nYes, a-a-ass up, face down (Face down, face down)\nYes, ass up, face down (Aguanile, face down, face down)\n(\nEl que chotee con nosotro' lo estropeamo', ¿oíste, lambebicho?\n)\nAss up, face down (Ah, Face down, face down) [Verse 3: Anuel AA]\nJaja, ¡uy!\nPalomo, el R lo tenemo' en cromo (Aguanile)\nY tus panas van a entregarte\nPorque e' plata o plomo (Ah)\nTe prendo el palo y te descabrono (Aguanile)\nY si le caen los poli' (¡Brr!)\nLe' mandamo' hasta los mono' (Jaja, ¡brr!)\nLas teta' y los tambore' (Aguanile)\nY mis mujere' que se prestan\nPa' setearno' a to' estos cabrone' (Cabrone')\nAquí nadie chotea (Aguani-guani)\nY me tienen bajo investigaciones\nLos del FURA y la DEA (¡Uy! –lehh)\nY las corta' to'as son LeBrone', to'as son .23 (¡Brr!)\nLa cara 'e mi mujer en la espalda me la tatué (Jaja)\nPero a mí sin cojone'\nPor el disco que acabé 'e grabar ya me dieron 15 millone', ¡brr!\n[Chorus: Fat Joe & \nAnuel AA\n]\nAss up, face down (–guanile, face down, face down \nAnuel\n)\nYes, a-a-ass up, face down (Face down, face down)\n(\nMera, dime, Fat Joe, lo' intocable' ¿oíste, cabrón?\n)\nYes, ass up, face down (Aguanile, face down, face down)\n(\nPapi, tú me dice'\nQue el que fantasmee en Nueva York\nBajamo' pa' allá y lo estropeamo'\n)\nAss up, face down (Ah, face down, face down) [Outro: Fat Joe]\nFamily Ties (Aguanile)\nAy-yo, Dre\nEverything's back to normal (Aguanile)\nEverything's back to normal\nLa Familia (Aguanile)\nAss up, face down (Aguanile, face down, face down)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called The Truth Freestyle with the following description: Pre-The College Dropout freestyle. Ye uses one of his earliest beats, “The Truth” from Beanie Sigel.\nThis appeared on Kanye’s 2003 mixtape Get Well Soon… Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYo, it's Kanye To The\nI did this beat in '96 and ah...\n[Verse]\nIs it the because my beats the nicest?\nGot me chargin' niggas Dr. Evil prices (\"One billion dollars...\")\nNiggas will sell their soul to go platinum and gold\nI'm cold 'cause I got the gold and kept my soul\nDrop an album full of soul,\n \nsold twelve times gold\nThat's six-plat, man, that's a sick plaque (Do the math)\nMan, don't forget that, that at the top is where you feel the loneliness\nLike grabbin' fake titties, I swear, I feel the phoniest\n'Cause I'm from a city where you never know who your homies is\n'Cause everybody want your spot—No I.D. told me this\nOh, I seen homies get sheisty on me quick\nWoooooo! Just imagine if I only spit\nBut I do beats, too, that's the American dream\nStack to make sure my shawties inherit some things\nA couple real estate investments\nGot niggas sayin', \"There's the Kennedys!\"\nBut oh, yes, it's the Westses\nBrand new Roc-A-Fella, most fresh-to-death is...\nDefinitely Kanye, peace to Sportie LA (Okay, yeah, ugh)\nThat keep my shoe game\n early like the grave shift (Uh-huh)\nPlus keep my closet cooped up like a slave ship (Woo!)\nHow you gon' look at me and say I ain't made shit?\nJust look at my outfit, I got all the basics (Look)\nAir Force, check! Rolex, check!\nCall Gee and Hop, did you get the check? (Fifty thousand)\nRoc-a-Fella piece, check, don't forget the neck\nIs it the money on deck that keeps on the honeys on the dick?\nNow, that ain't really rhyme, but I ain't really tryin'\n(I don't give a fuck, nigga)\nLast 9/11, I was poor on the Ave\n'Til I pluraled my math, now it's Porsche 911\nAnd I'm floorin' the gas, got a lot of problems\nMoney's one that I not have\nDate ballplayers' wives, that divorced and got half, shiiiiiit (Oooh! Haha)\nI figure they deserve somethin' for all them hours\nAnd that be the realest shit that I never wrote\n(Really spoke something on that shit)\nOnly book I ever read I could have wrote—\n48 Laws Of Power\n (What!)\nMe, Gee and Hop, uh-huh, the game's ours (What!)\nSeems like I got more brain off my fake chain\nThan my real one, 'cause on the real, son\nIf a girl think you broke, she just wanna fuck and smoke\nIf you paid, then she's thinkin' bout her children,\n \nfeel him? (True)\nProlly not though, unless you got dough, you know what I mean?\nYou will think the grass greener when you finally get green\nI told Regina, \"You ain't been in a Medina\" (Quit lying)\nYeah, I seen you grabbin' on my balls like Serena (Uh-huh)\nYeah, y'all the invisible ho, you ain't never seen her\nMhm, she must stay around your grandma crib\nRight next door to where the in-laws live\nI brought a man from the fifth floor all in y'all crib\nHaha [Outro]\nRemember niggas back at school\nThey didn't have no girl at school\nSo they be like, \"I got a girl, she just stay by my grandma's crib\" Hahaha\nYo, Dame, where the fuck you find me? Hahaha" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Rhyme or Reason with the following description: Eminem just goes off on a lyrical hate spew against everything especially, his dad. He “switches the script” from earlier albums; instead of writing a diss track against his mother, as he did in 2002, on Marshall Mathers LP 2 he apologizes to his mother and writes a diss track against his father.\nLike this Black Hippy song and this skit by Logic, it contains samples from this classic rock song – The Zombies 1969 classic Time of the Season. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Sample + \nEminem\n]\nYeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah yeah\n(\"What's your name?\") \nMarshall\n(\"Who's your daddy?\") \nI don't have one\n[Verse 1]\nMy mother reproduced like the komodo dragon\nAnd had me on the back of a motorcycle, \nthen crashed in\nThe side of loco-motive with rap, I'm\nLoco,\n it's like handing a psycho a loaded handgun\nMichelangelo with a paint gun in a tantrum\n'Bout to explode all over the canvas\nBack with the Yoda of rap, \"In a spasm\nYour music usually has 'em\nBut waned for the game your enthusiasm it hasn't\nFollow you must, Rick Rubin my little Padawan.\"\nA Jedi in training, colossal brain and\nThoughts are entertainin'\nBut docile and impossible to explain and, I'm also vain and\nProbably find a way to complain about a Picasso painting\nPuke Skywalker,\n \nbut sound like Chewbacca when I talk\nFull of such blind rage I need a seein' eye dog\nCan't even find the page I was writing this rhyme on\nOh, it's on the ram-page\nCouldn't see what I wrote, I write small\nIt says, \"Ever since I drove a '79 Lincoln with whitewalls\nHad a fire in my heart\nAnd a dire desire to aspire\n \nto Die Hard.\"\nSo as long as I'm on the clock, punching this time card\nHip-hop ain't dying on my watch [Chorus]\nNow sometimes when I'm sleepin'\nShe comes to me in my dreams\nIs she taken? Is she mine?\nDon't got time, don't care, don't have two shits to give\nLet me take you by the hand to promised land\nAnd threaten everyone\n'Cause there's no rhyme or no reason for nothing\n[Post-Chorus: Sample + \nEminem\n]\n(\"Now, what's your name?\") \nMarshall\n(\"Who's your daddy?\") \nI don’t know him, but I wonder—\n(\"Is he rich like me?\") \nHa\n(\"Has he taken any time to show you what you need to live?\")\n[Verse 2]\nNo, if he had\nHe wouldn't have ended up in these rhymes on my pad\nI wouldn't be so mad, my attitude wouldn't be so bad\nYeah, Dad, I'm the epitome and the prime\nExample of what happens when the power of the rhyme\nFalls into the wrong hands and\nMakes you want to get up and start dancin'\nEven if it is Charles Manson\nWho just happens to be rappin', \nblue lights flashin'\nLaughin' all the way to the bank, lampin' in my K-Mart mansion\nI’m in the style department\nWith a pile in my cart, rippin' the aisle apart but\nWith great power comes\nAbsolutely no responsibility\n \nfor content\nCompletely despondent and condescending\nThe king of nonsense and controversy\n is on a\nBeat-killing spree, Your Honor\nI must plead guilty, 'cause I sparked a revolution\nRebel without a cause\n who caused the evolution\nOf rap, to take it to the next level, boost it\nBut several rebuked it, and whoever produced it\n(\"Hip-hop is the Devil's music\")\nDoes that mean it belongs to me?\n'Cause I just happen to be a white honky devil with two horns\nThat don't honk but every time I speak you hear a beep\nBut lyrically I never hear a peep, not even a whisper\nRappers better stay clear of me, bitch, 'cause it's the— [Chorus]\nIt's the time of the season\nWhen hate runs high\nAnd this time, I won't give it to you easy\nWhen I take back what's mine\nWith pleasured hands\nAnd torture everyone, that is my plan\nMy job here isn't done\n'Cause there's no rhyme or no reason for nothing\n[Post-Chorus: Sample + \nEminem\n]\n(\"What's your name?\") \nShady\n(\"Who's your daddy?\") \nI don’t give a fuck, but I wonder\n(\"Is he rich like me?\") \nDoubt it, ha\n(\"Has he taken any time to show you what you need to live?\")\n[Verse 3]\nSo, yeah, Dad—let's walk\nLet's have us a father-and-son talk\nBut I bet we wouldn't probably get one block\nWithout me knocking your block off,\n this is all your fault\nMaybe that's why I'm so bananas I a-ppealed to all those walks\nOf life, whoever had strife\nMaybe that's what dad and son talks are like\n'Cause I related to the struggles of young America\nWhen their fucking parents were unaware of their troubles\nNow they're rippin' out their fuckin' hair again, it's hysterical\nI chuckle as everybody bloodies their bare knuckles\nYeah, uh-oh, better beware, knuckle heads!\nThe sign of my hustle says:\n\"Don't knock”, the door's broken, it won't lock\nIt might just fly open, get cold-cocked\nYou critics come to pay me a visit?\nMisery loves company, please stay a minute!\nKryptonite to a hypocrite\nZip your lip if you dish it but can't take it\nToo busy gettin' stoned in your glass house\nTo kick rocks,\n then you wonder why I lash out\nMr. Mathers as advertised on the flyers, so spread the word\n'Cause I'm promoting my passion 'til I'm passed out\nCompletely brain-dead: Rain Man\nDoing a Bankhead in a restraint chair\nSo, bitch, shoot me a look, it better be a blank stare\nOr get shanked in the pancreas\nI'm angrier than all eight other reindeer\nPut together with Chief Keef 'cause I hate every fuckin' thang, yeah\nEven this rhyme, bitch\nAnd quit tryin' look for a fuckin' reason for it that ain't there\nBut I still am a \"Criminal!\"\nTen-year-old degenerate grabbin' on my genitals!\nThe last \nMathers LP\n done went diamond\nThis time I'm predicting that this one will go emerald! (Hehe)\nWhen will the madness end?\nHow can it when there's no method to the pad and pen?\nThe only message that I have to send\nIs: \"Dad, I'm back at it again!\" [Outro]\nBitch… (Who's your daddy?)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Oops!... I Did It Again with the following description: “Oops!… I Did It Again” is a song recorded by Britney Spears for her second studio album, Oops!… I Did It Again (2000).\nIt was nominated for the Grammy Award for Best Female Pop Vocal Performance during the 2001 ceremony. Commercially, the track peaked at number nine on the U.S. Billboard Hot 100.\nProducer and writer Max Martin intended this to be his version of Barbra Streisand’s “Woman In Love.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nMmm, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[Verse 1]\nI think I did it again\nI made you believe we're more than just friends\nOh, baby, it might seem like a crush\nBut it doesn't mean that I'm serious\n[Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause to lose all my senses\nThat is just so typically me\nOoh, baby, baby\n[Chorus]\nOops, I did it again\nI played with your heart\nGot lost in the game\nOh, baby, baby\nOops, you think I'm in love\nThat I'm sent from above\nI'm not that innocent\n[Verse 2]\nYou see, my problem is this\nI'm dreamin' away\nWishin' that heroes, they truly exist\nI cry watching the days\nCan't you see I'm a fool in so many ways? [Pre-Chorus]\nBut to lose all my senses\nThat is just so typically me\nOh, baby, oh\n[Chorus]\nOops, I did it again\nI played with your heart\nGot lost in the game\nOh, baby, baby\nOops, you think I'm in love\nThat I'm sent from above\nI'm not that innocent\n[Post-Chorus]\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[Interlude]\n\"All aboard!\"\n\"Britney! Before you go, there's something I want you to have.\"\n\"Oh, it's beautiful! But wait a minute, isn't this...?\"\n\"Yeah, yes, it is.\"\n\"But I thought the old lady dropped it into the ocean in the end.\"\n\"Well, baby, I went down and got it for ya.\"\n\"Aw, you shouldn't have\" [Bridge]\nOops, I did it again to your heart\nGot lost in this game, oh, baby (Baby)\nOops, you (Oops, you)\nThink that I'm sent from above\nI'm not that innocent\n[Chorus]\nOops, I did it again\nI played with your heart\nGot lost in the game (Yeah, yeah)\nOh, baby, baby\nOops, you think I'm in love\nThat I'm sent from above (Yeah yeah)\nI'm not that innocent\n (Not that innocent, babe)\nOops, I (Oops, I) did it again (Did it again to your heart)\nI played with your heart (Got lost)\nGot lost in the game (In this game, oh, baby)\nOh, baby, baby\nOops, you (Oops, you) think I'm in love (Think that I'm sent)\nThat I'm sent from above\nI'm not that innocent" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called I’ve Told You Now with the following description: Sam Smith’s songs are always different; always tell an interesting and usually sad story. Here they launch straight in, as if in the middle of a conversation, a technique that captures the listeners interest immediately. They use metaphor to describe how difficult relationships can be; and telling someone you love them is most difficult of all. Perhaps the saddest is ‘waiting for a friend’ and they don’t turn up —something painful and humiliating that one remembers all one’s life.\nIt is interesting that Sam has said they were bullied at school, and maybe this is a painful personal memory.\nSam Smith is a master of contrasting volume and effect. Most of the songs on “In the Lonely Hour” escalate to the explosive emotional climax with restraint so subtle you can hear the guitarist’s fingers on the fret board. “What the hell,” Smith growls, before asking the one question we all ask ourselves when everything goes to shit: “Why?” -Billboard\n\nThe song tells of a badly handled relationship, with an unexpectedly aggressive responses from Sam. It is unexpected because Sam is warm-hearted and makes friends readily and is generally liked in the industry. This song will strike a cord for all those who make mistakes in how we relate to people — which we all do. Their songs are always relatable. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nYou know what I mean\nIt's like walking in the heat all day with no water\nIt's like waiting for a friend\nWatching everybody else meet theirs on that corner\nOr losing in an argument\nThough you're right, can't get your thoughts in order\n[Pre-Chorus]\nStill I refrain from talking at you, talking on\nYou know me well, I don't explain\n[Chorus]\nBut what the hell?\nWhy do you think I come round here on my free will?\nWasting all my precious time\nOh, the truth spills out\nAnd oh, oh I, I've told you now\n[Verse 2]\nYou know what I mean\nAlthough I try my best I still let down the team\nYou're everything I want\nWhy should I resist when you are there for me?\n[Pre-Chorus]\nStill I refrain from talking at you, talking on\nYou know me well, I don't explain [Chorus]\nBut what the hell?\nWhy do you think I come round here on my free will?\nWasting all my precious time\nOh, the truth spills out\nAnd oh, oh I, I've told you now\n[Bridge]\nI've told you now\nI've told you now\nI've told you now\nI've told you now\n[Pre-Chorus]\nStill I refrain from talking at you, talking on\nYou know me well, I don't explain\n[Chorus]\nBut what the hell?\nWhy do you think I come round here on my free will?\nWasting all my precious time\nOh, the truth spills out\nAnd oh, oh I, I've told you now\nBut what the hell?\nWhy do you think I come round here on my free will?\nWasting all my precious time\nOh, the truth spills out\nAnd oh, oh I, I've told you now" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Know Yourself with the following description: Drake first used the phrase “know yourself” in “Jodeci Freestyle” – a single released in the lead-up to his album Nothing Was The Same. On the album, the phrase is also referenced in “From Time,” during a monologue by Baka. Over time Drake has made the line a recurring theme in songs such as “0 to 100.”\n“Know yourself”/know thyself is also an aphorism that has been attributed to a number of ancient Greek sages, including Socrates, Heraclitus and Pythagoras.\nCare first about the greatest perfection of the soul. – Socrates\nThe beat used throughout the song was also used without the vocals in the short film Jungle, which Drake released shortly before dropping IYRTITL. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Part I]\n[Intro]\nHol' it yute, hol' it, hol' it, hol' it, hol' it, hol' it\nNo sleepin' in the streets!\nShaky warrior\nYeah, this that Oliver, 40, Niko shit man\n15 Fort York shit, y'know?\nBoi-1da, what's poppin'?\nYeah, yeah\n[Verse 1]\nRunnin' through the 6 with my woes\nCountin' money, you know how it goes\nPray the real live forever, man\nPray the fakes get exposed\nI want that Ferrari, then I swerve\nI want that Bugatti, just to hurt\nI ain't rockin' my jewelry, that's on purpose\nNiggas want my spot and don't deserve it\nI don't like how serious they take themselves\nI've always been me, I guess I know myself\nShakiness, man, I don't have no time for that\nMy city too turned up, I'll take the fine for that\nThis been where you find me at\nThat's been where you find me at\nI know a nigga named Johnny Bling\nHe put me on to the finer things\nHad a job sellin' Girbaud jeans\nI had a yellow TechnoMarine\nThen Kanye dropped, it was polos and backpacks\nMan, that was when Ethan was pushin' a Subaru hatchback\nMan, I'm talkin' way before hashtags\nI was runnin' through the 6 with my woes\n(Yeah!) [Part II]\n[Chorus]\nI was runnin' through the 6 with my woes\nYou know how that shit go\nYou know how that shit go\nYou know how that shit go\nRunnin' through the 6 with my woes\nYou know how that shit go\nYou know how that shit go\nYou know how that shit go\nDon't fuck with them niggas, they too irrational, woah\n[Verse 2]\nThis is that nasty flow\nTop boy in this shit, I'm so international\nReps up is in here\nGot P Reign and Chubby and TJ and Winnie and woah\nYeah, and you know how that shit go\nI might declare it a holiday as soon as Baka get back on the road\nYeah, but you know how that shit go\nThey so irrational, they don't wanna patch it up\nThey wanna mash it up, woah\nMy nigga Jibba, he whip it, I ride in the passenger\nI'm way up, I stay up, I'm two up, I'm three up\nI had to get back to you, woah\nI'm turnin' into a nigga that thinks about money and women\nLike 24/7, that's where my life took me\nThat's just how shit happened to go\nAnd you know\nRunnin' through the 6 with my, with my [Chorus]\nI was running through the 6 with my woes\nAnd you know how that shit go\nYou know how that shit go\nYou know how that shit go\nRunnin' through the 6 with my woes\nYou know how that shit go\nYou know how that shit go\nYou know how that shit go\nRunnin' through the 6 with my woes\nYou know how that shit go\n[Outro: Popcaan & \nDrake\n]\n...Shell out, all if yuh eye nuh big\nAlways haffi look out, yuh no know if yuh head book out\nDun know, a de Unruly boss, dis man\nNo bomboclat, otha\nAnd if a boy nuh like OVO or Chromatic\nYuh can jus suck yuh mada!!\nWith no apology,\n if you nuh like we, we nuh like you neither youth\nYour girl a say we cute, if you diss you will get execute\nThat's the truth, OVO Unruly\n(Machine gun shots)\nWith my woes" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called You’re Special with the following description: On “You’re Special,” NF raps about his now-wife, Bridgette Doremus, who is very special to him. In a Youtube Q&A, Bridgette described how the relationship started between the two.\n\nI have a really great guy friend who lives out in LA I had an after launch party where he had a couple different acts come outperform and I wasn’t going to go last minute decided I wanted to be there for him. I was like he was about to leave.\nI was like think you forgot your red ball and he was like oh yeah so then we got to talking things got deep fast he asked me if I was married and I laughed him and said no and asked if he was married he said no and then he asked me if he could give me his phone number and I thought you know it was doing like a typical guy thing like wanting me to contact him.\nI was just trying to give you my number so in case you thought I was weird fit you wouldn’t have to talk to me so after that we talked every day for over a month and he asked me on phone did well first he asked me on a phone date the next day we had a great time.\n\nThis song was first previewed on social media before the release of his Perception album. Find the snippet here:\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah, you, baby, you\nYou're something special\nBaby, I know\nI know what you're thinkin'\nMaybe, maybe, I'm wasting your time\nBut I promise, but I promise\nI know that I go back and forth\nBut I won't let you, I won't let you, I won't let you down\nYeah\n[Verse 1]\nI meant it when I told you I would change\nMeant it when I told you I would stay\nSick of talkin' on the phone, babe\nTime to pack your car and come to my state\nCome to my place, look at my face, oh, yeah\nYou know I ain't playin'\nI sent you some money, yeah, hop in the car\nAnd get on the road, here we go\nBaby, I can't lie\nI'm a little bit, I'm a little bit scared right now, girl, girl, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou said you want more\nAnd I can't blame you for\nAskin' me for somethin' you deserve [Chorus]\nYou're special\nYo-yo-you're special\nOh, yeah, you're special\nYo-yo-you're special\n[Verse 2]\nYeah, I knew it, you was my type\nWe ain't gotta skip to the highlight\nYou're the highlight, girl, of my life (Woo)\nBoth of us have got a past, but it's alright\nAll night car rides\nDrivin' through the city, yeah, the view's fantastic\nIt's automatic, could see you smile, gotta have it\nShe got me thinkin' maybe I'ma have to put a ring on it, girl\nI ain't never been a romantic, but I can romance ya\nGet your shoes on, baby, I am not asking\nI'm 'bout to take you out to dinner, put the black dress on\nGot the room gaspin', how did this happen?\nI don't even know\nShe's the type to sing my words at the show\nShe's the type to pick me up when I'm low\nAnd remind me she got my back, no matter what\nYeah, I think she hearin' me now\nSay what I think, so I'm thinkin' out loud\nI need a woman I know I can trust, and I got one\nI guess you can say that she down\nCallin' my phone, and she told me she proud\nShe said my name and I like how that sounds, oh, yeah\n(I like that) [Bridge]\nI like how this sounds\n(Baby, I—yeah)\nBaby, don't make me lose myself\nBaby, I need somebody I know I can trust (Yeah)\nI mean, I'm being honest\nI ain't ever met a girl like you (No)\nBaby, you can call me\nYou can call me anytime\nYou can call me any day, anytime\nYou know I'ma answer\nI won't let you, I won't let you down, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus]\nYou said you want more\nAnd I can't blame you for\nAskin' me for somethin' you deserve (You deserve it)\n[Chorus]\nYou're special, yeah\nYo-yo-you're special\nI said, girl, I said, you're special\nI said, you're special" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called 1000 Times (Been Through This) with the following description: “Been Through This” is an unreleased collaboration from Juice WRLD and Miley Cyrus. On the track, the duo talk about their struggles with love and maintaining a positive outlook on relationships.\nThe track leaked in its entirety on July 7, 2020, therefore it is unknown if the track will ever see an official release. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: Juice WRLD]\nUh, when I wake up (Oh)\nLook over to her, she doin' her make up\nI'm her blessin' and her curse\nI've been through this a thousand times\nI've been through this a thousand\nI wake up (Oh)\nStill could see the Perc in my eyes, fucked up\nI know satan's here but he's in disguise\nI've been through this a thousand times\nI've been through this a thousand\n[Verse 1: Juice WRLD]\nI see her face every day\nSometimes, I'm lost in her maze\nSometimes, I'm lost in her space\nSometimes, I don't know what to say\nPlus the drugs that she takes, so happened to be my favorite\nThe Percocets make me late\nEvery day, happy belated\nI was younger than young, when I wanted drug love\nNow it's not what I want, I care too much about her\nBut I can't front, I still pop, sip, roll my blunts\nThree drugs at once, wonderin' if I'll make the risin' sun\n[Pre-Chorus: Juice WRLD]\nI'm worried about you\nYou ask me if I'm high, I say \"Yeah, I took about two\" (Oh)\nPlus two, bet I still fuck you\nPrayin' I make it 'til the mornin' by the end of the night [Chorus: Miley Cyrus & Juice WRLD]\nWhen I wake up, look over at him\nHe's still so fucked up, I'm always afraid of what I'll find\nI've been through this a thousand times\nI've been through this a thousand\nI give up\nI just wanna get out alive, it's fucked up\nAt least I can say that I tried\nI've been through this a thousand times\nI've been through this a thousand\nDid I say thousand? I meant million\n[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]\nShorty tryna have my kids, gettin' her Billie Jean on\nBut I just want the brain like Jimmy Neutron\nThinkin' back when I was xanned out on a futon\nCoulda OD right there, when a bitch had a couple nosebleeds right there\nJuice WRLD, Billy Idol, midnight hour, I'm gon' yell, yell, yell\nToo many drugs in my system, I need help, help, help\nI only keep people around if they gon' wish me well\n'Cause negative energy literally could bring you Hell\n[Pre-Chorus: Juice WRLD]\nI'm worried about you\nYou ask me if I'm high, I say \"Yeah, I took about two\" (Oh)\nPlus two, bet I still fuck you\nPrayin' I make it 'til the mornin' by the end of the night [Chorus: Miley Cyrus & Juice WRLD]\nWhen I wake up, look over at him\nHe's still so fucked up, I'm always afraid of what I'll find\nI've been through this a thousand times\nI've been through this a thousand\nI give up\nI just wanna get out alive, it's fucked up\nAt least I can say that I tried\nI've been through this a thousand times\nI've been through this a thousand\n[Outro: Miley Cyrus & Juice WRLD]\nI've been through this a thousand times\nI've been through this a thousand times\nI've been through this a thousand times\nI've been through this a thousand" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Hound Dog with the following description: This song was written by the team of Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller, and first recorded by Big Mama Thornton in 1952. Leiber claims that writing the tune took “like twelve minutes.” Thornton’s version, below:\nhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q8_k9LEUBeQ#t=0m03s Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nYou ain't nothin' but a hound dog\nCryin' all the time\nYou ain't nothin' but a hound dog\nCryin' all the time\nWell, you ain't never caught a rabbit\nAnd you ain't no friend of mine\n[Verse]\nWhen they said you was high classed\nWell, that was just a lie\nYeah, they said you was high classed\nWell, that was just a lie\nYeah, you ain't never caught a rabbit\nAnd you ain't no friend of mine\n[Chorus]\nYou ain't nothin' but a hound dog\nCryin' all the time\nYou ain't nothin' but a hound dog\nCryin' all the time\nWell, you ain't never caught a rabbit\nAnd you ain't no friend of mine\n[Bridge]\nAhh, ahh\nAhh, ahh [Verse]\nWhen they said you was high classed\nWell, that was just a lie\nYeah, they said you was high classed\nWell, that was just a lie\nWell, you ain't never caught a rabbit\nAnd you ain't no friend of mine\n[Bridge]\nAhh, ahh\nAhh, ahh\n[Verse]\nWhen they said you was high classed\nWell, that was just a lie\nYou know, they said you was high classed\nWell, that was just a lie\nYeah, you ain't never caught a rabbit\nAnd you ain't no friend of mine\n[Chorus]\nYou ain't nothin' but a hound dog\nCryin' all the time\nYou ain't nothin' but a hound dog\nCryin' all the time\nWell, you ain't never caught a rabbit\nYou ain't no friend of mine" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Sandcastles with the following description: “Sandcastles” is a one of the few ballads on the album. Beyoncé’s vocals are raw and wounded, but newly hopeful.\nThe pared-down video that accompanies the track shows Beyoncé sitting cross-legged at a keyboard with headphones on as she hoarsely sings into a microphone. The camera pans across the sparse room to show signs of a failed or broken relationship—wilted flowers, a cracked bowl, weathered and faded photographs.\nThese shots are interspersed with intimate moments between Bey and Jay. Jay’s wedding ring is visible as she kisses his hand, they hug and stare in to each other’s eyes. These tender acts can be viewed as Jay’s surrender, and Beyoncé’s acceptance of his wrongdoings.\nLike the waves that wash “Sandcastles” away, reality has tested this marriage and the promises that were made. Now Beyoncé starts to think about what comes next.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nWe built sandcastles that washed away\nI made you cry when I walked away, oh\nAnd although I promised that I couldn't stay, baby\nEvery promise don't work out that way, oh, babe\nEvery promise don't work out that way\n[Verse 2]\nDishes smashed on my counter from our last encounter\nPictures snatched out the frame\nBitch, I scratched out your name and your face\nWhat is it about you that I can't erase, baby?\nWhen every promise don't work out that way, no, no, babe\nWhen every promise don't work out that way\n[Verse 3]\nAnd your heart is broken 'cause I walked away\nShow me your scars and I won't walk away, oh\nAnd I know I promised that I couldn't stay, baby\nEvery promise don't work out that way, no, no, no, no, no\nEvery promise don't work out that way" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called My Life with the following description: The hood has taken so many of their people, and yet it hasn’t taken their lives.\nThe third single from The Game’s third studio album, LAX. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: The Game]\nPunk ass motherfucker\nCheck this shit out\nChu was gon' do? kill me in my sleep, you bitch ass nigga?!\n2Pac, Biggie, shut the fuck up!\nFuckin' dogs, barkin' and shit\n(Don't shoot, don't shoot)\nFuck you, nigga\n[Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nAnd I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired 'cause they said\n\"You ain't grindin' until you tired\"\nSo I'm grindin' with my eyes wide\nLookin' to find, a way through the day, a light for the night\nDear Lord, you don' took so many of my people\nI'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life\nLike what the hell am I doin' right?\nMy life\n[Verse 1: The Game & \nLil Wayne\n]\nTake me away from the hood, like a state penitentiary\nTake me away from the hood, in a casket or a Bentley\nTake me away\nLike I overdosed on cocaine\nor take me away\nLike a bullet from Kurt Cobain, suicide\nI'm from a windy city like Do or Die\nFrom a block close to where Biggie was crucified\nThat was Brooklyn's Jesus, shot for no fuckin' reason\nA\nnd you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces?\n \n(My life)\n‘Cause that's Jesus, people\nAnd Game, he's the equal\nHated on so much, \nPassion of Christ\n need a sequel\n, yeah\nLike Roc-A-Fella needed Sigel\n, like I needed my father\nBut he needed a needle \n(My life)\nI need some meditation so I can lead my people\nThey askin', \"Why\nWhy did John Lennon leave The Beatles?\"\nAnd why every hood nigga feed off evil?\nAnswer my question 'fore this bullet leave this Desert Eagle [Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nAnd I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired 'cause they said\n\"You ain't grindin' until you tired\"\nSo I'm grindin' with my eyes wide\nLookin' to find, a way through the day, a light for the night\nDear Lord, you don' took so many of my people\nI'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life\nLike what the hell am I doin' right?\nMy life\n[Verse 2: The Game & \nLil Wayne\n]\nWe are not the same, I am a Martian\nSo approach my Phantom doors with caution\nYou see them 24s spinnin'? I earned 'em\nAnd I ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick Sermon\nSo eat this black music and tell me how it taste now\nAnd fuck Jesse Jackson, ‘cause it ain't about race now\nSometimes I think about my life, with my face down\nThen I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile \n(My life)\nDamn, I know his mama proud, and since you helped me sell my dream\nWe can share my mama now\nAnd like M.J.B., no more drama now\nLivin' the good life, me and Common on common ground\nI spit crack and niggas could drive it out of town\nGot a Chris Paul mind state, I'm never out of bounds\nMy life used to be empty, like a Glock without a round\nNow my life full like a chopper with a thousand rounds [Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nAnd I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired ‘cause they said\n\"You ain't grindin' until you tired\"\nSo I'm grindin' with my eyes wide\nLookin' to find, a way through the day, a light for the night\nDear Lord, you don' took so many of my people\nI'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life\nLike what the hell am I doin' right?\nMy life\n[Verse 3: The Game & \nLil Wayne\n]\nWalk through the gates of hell, see my Impala parked in front\nWith the high beams on, me and the devil sharin' chronic blunts\nListenin' to the \nChronic\n album\nPlayin' backwards, shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice\nMy mind fucked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood\nI'm from the city that made you motherfuckers afraid of Suge (Compton, Compton)\nMade my grandmother pray for good, it never made her happy\nBut I bet that new Mercedes could \n(My life)\nAin't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood\nAnd it took so many of my niggas that I should hate the hood\nBut it's real niggas like me that make the hood\nRidin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should \n(My life)\nWith the top back\nIn my Sox hat\nI'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that\nEven if they brought the nigga Pac back\nI still keep this motherfucker cocked back [Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nAnd I'm grindin' 'til I'm tired ‘cause they said\n\"You ain't grindin' until you tired\"\nSo I'm grindin' with my eyes wide\nLookin' to find, a way through the day, a light for the night\nDear Lord, you don' took so many of my people\nI'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life\nLike what the hell am I doin' right?\nMy life\nMy life\nMy life\nMy life" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called I Can’t Live with You with the following description: “I Can’t Live with You” is a song by British rock band Queen, and was released as a promo single from their 1991 album Innuendo. The single was released by Hollywood Records in the United States only, peaking at #28 on the Mainstream Rock Chart.\nThe song was written by Brian May but credited to all four members of Queen.\n“I Can’t Live with You” was initially intended for May’s solo album, but was given to the band after the other members of Queen expressed their fondness of the track. Drums were programmed on synth by May, and the keyboard-pads were added by the producer David Richards.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nI can't live with you\nBut I can't live without you\nI can't let you stay\nOoh, but I can't live if you go away\nI don't know just how it goes\nAll I know is I can't live with you\n[Verse 1]\nYeah, I'm having a hard time\nI'm walking a fine line\nBetween hope and despair\nYou may think that I don't care\nBut I travelled a long road\nTo get hold of my sorrow\nI tried to catch a dream\nBut nothing's what it seems\nLove is saying, \"baby, it's all right\"\nWhen deep inside\nYou're really petrified\nLover turns to hater on this escalator\n[Chorus]\nI can't live with you\nYeah, but I can't live without you\nI can't breathe if you stay\nBut I can't bare you to go away\nI don't know what time it is\nAll I know is I can't live with you [Verse 2]\nWe're stuck in a bad place\nWe're trapped in a rat race\nWe can't escape\nMaybe there's been some mistake\nWe're trying to make a high score\nWe're walking through a closed door\nAnd nobody's winning\nWe're just sinning against ourselves\n[Bridge]\nHold on, baby, tell me it's all right\nAnger's breaking from the hurt inside\nPassions screaming hotter\nDoing what we gotta do, yeah\nI can't live with you\nI can't live with you\nI can't live, I can't live\nI can't, I can't live with you\nBut baby, I'll never ever leave you\n[Chorus]\nI can't live with you\nBut I can't live without you\n'Cause I'm in love with you\nOoh, and everything about you\nI can't live with you\nNo, I just can't live, I just can't live\nI can't live with you\nYeah, and I can't live without you\nThrough the madness\nThrough the tears\nWe've still got each other\nFor a million years, yeah! [Outro]\nOoh, yeah\nYeah, I can't live\nWithout you, yeah, yeah\nI can't live without you\nYeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh\nI can't live without you\nI can't live without you\nI can't live without you\nOh, I can't live without you\nBaby, baby, baby\nWithout you, whoa yeah\nI can't live without you" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called What’s Up Lonely with the following description: “What’s Up Lonely” personifies loneliness and heartache as a constant companion. It is very reminiscent of Billie Holiday’s “Good Morning Heartache,” though it has more of a pop sound than Holiday’s blues ballad.\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-3jO-3BoGzMExpand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nBlue\nI'm getting kinda close to you\nLike a shadow, I can't lose, hey\nYou've been hanging with me everyday\nNow you're getting in my way, yeah\n[Pre-Chorus]\nI know you understand me\nBut don't you think that maybe\nIt's time to move on?\n[Chorus]\nWhat's up, lonely?\nSeems you're my only\nFriend who wants to share my pain\nTell me, heartache\nWhat's it gonna take\nFor you to leave me alone today?\nJust when I think that you're gone, yeah\nYou're in the mirror looking back at me\nSo what's up, lonely?\nLonely, oh\n[Verse 2]\nSometimes, I wish you weren't by my side\nCan't you find another shoulder?\n'Cause I, I wanna leave this broken heart behind\nWe're both wasting too much time [Pre-Chorus]\nFind someone else to rain on\nI'm really gettin' tired of singin' this sad song\n[Chorus]\nWhat's up, lonely?\nSeems you're my only\nFriend who wants to share my pain\nTell me, heartache\nWhat's it gonna take\nFor you to leave me alone today?\nJust when I think that you're gone, yeah\nYou're in the mirror looking back at me\nSo what's up, lonely?\n[Bridge]\nDon't wanna give you a reason\nTo hang around anymore\nYou won't be hurting my feelings\nIf you find another broken heart you can lean on\n[Interlude]\nGotta go, gotta move on\nGotta go, gotta move on\nJust leave me alone [Chorus]\nWhat's up, lonely? (What's up, lonely?)\nSeems you're my only\nFriend who wants to share my pain\nTell me, heartache (Tell me, heartache)\nWhat's it gonna take\nFor you to leave me alone today?\nJust when I think that you're gone\nYou're in the mirror looking back at me\nSo what's up, lonely?\n[Interlude]\nGotta go, gotta move on\nGotta go, gotta move on\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n[Outro]\nWhat's up, lonely?\nSeems you're my only (Baby, yeah)\nFriend who wants to share my pain\nTell me, heartache\nWhat's it gonna take…\nJust leave me alone\nWhat's up, lonely?" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Blank Space with the following description: “Blank Space” is an explosive metalcore cover of the hit song by Pop artist Taylor Swift. On this cover, besides adding hard-hitting bass and extreme scream-vocals, I Prevail takes a new spin on the story. Originally told from the girl’s perspective, “Blank Space” is now from the guy’s perspective, as he introduces himself as the bad boy to wreck her heart. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nNice to meet you, where you been?\nI could show you incredible things\nMagic, madness, heaven, sin\nSaw you there and I thought\nOh my God, look at that face\nYou look like my next mistake\nLove's a game, wanna play?\nHey, hey\nNew money, suit and tie\nI can read you like a magazine\nAin't it funny, rumors fly\nAnd I know you heard about me\nSo hey, let's be friends\nI'm dying to see how this one ends\nGrab your passport and my hand\nI can make the good girls bad for a weekend\n[Chorus]\nSo it's gonna be forever\nOr it's gonna go down in flames\nYou can tell me when it's over\nIf the high was worth the pain\nGot a long list of ex-lovers\nThey'll tell you I'm insane\n'Cause you know I love the players\nAnd you love the game\n'Cause we're young and we're reckless\nWe'll take this way too far\nIt'll leave you breathless\nOr with a nasty scar\nGot a long list of ex-lovers\nThey'll tell you I'm insane\nBut I've got a blank space, baby\nAnd I'll write your... name [Verse 2]\nCherry lips, crystal skies\nI could show you incredible things\nStolen kisses, pretty lies\nYou're the Queen, baby, I'm your King\nFind out what you want\nBe that guy for a month\nBut, the worst is yet to come, oh no\nScreaming, crying, perfect storms\nI could make all the tables turn\nRose garden filled with thorns\nKeep you second guessing like\n\"Oh my God, who is he? Who is he?\"\nI get drunk on jealousy\nBut you'll come back each time you leave\n'Cause, darling, I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream\n[Chorus]\nSo it's gonna be forever\nOr it's gonna go down in flames\nYou can tell me when it's over\nIf the high was worth the pain\nGot a long list of ex-lovers\nThey'll tell you I'm insane\n'Cause you know I love the players\nAnd you love the game\n'Cause we're young and we're reckless\nWe'll take this way too far\nIt'll leave you breathless\nOr with a nasty scar\nGot a long list of ex-lovers\nThey'll tell you I'm insane\nBut I've got a blank space, baby\nAnd I'll write your name... [Bridge]\nGirls only want love if it's torture\nDon't say I didn't, don't say I didn't warn you\nIt's torture, it's torture\nDon't say I didn't warn you\nIt's torture, it's torture\nDon't say I didn't warn you\n[Chorus]\nSo it's gonna be forever\nOr it's gonna go down in flames\nYou can tell me when it's over\nIf the high was worth the pain\nGot a long list of ex-lovers\nThey'll tell you I'm insane\n'Cause you know I love the players\nAnd you love the game\n'Cause we're young and we're reckless\nWe'll take this way too far\nIt'll leave you breathless\nOr with a nasty scar\nGot a long list of ex-lovers\nThey'll tell you I'm insane\nBut I've got a blank space, baby\nAnd I'll write your name" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called CODEiNE SYRUP with the following description: Another new RiFF RAFF tune produced by Top Secret Productions.\nSee the song here:\nhttps://twitter.com/jodyhighroller/status/621097465824067584Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Hook]\n[Verse 1: Big Sean]\nI just landed from Europe\nMy homie pouring codeine syrup\n(Yeah)\nThey got me hopping up for 4 days straight\n[?]" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Miss You with the following description: “Miss You” is a collaboration between Norwegian producer Cashmere Cat, trio Major Lazer, and rapper Tory Lanez. The song is about coping with missing a lover who you under appreciated but now regret the mistakes you’ve done to them. The song samples and interpolates “Lifted”, by the British experimental pop artist Palmistry.\nThis marks the first collaboration between Cashmere Cat & Major Lazer. But Tory Lanez is no stranger to Cashmere Cat’s discography as he featured in “Trust Nobody” with Selena Gomez, “Throw Myself A Party”, and Cashmere even produced “Luv” from Tory Lanez debut album “I Told You”.\nThe song debuted for the first time at Miami’s 2017 Art Basel. Shooting for the music video occurred in January 2018, and is set in an ice rink surrounded by female ice skaters.\n\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]\nTook time to get you\nTook time to let you know\nTried to forget you\nYou're unforgettable\n[Pre-Chorus: Tory Lanez]\nThere's 24 hours in a day\nI think about you more than 24 times\nJust tryna not think about you\nBut you've been on my mind\nI got nothing for you but time\n'Cause you always end up by my side\nThrough loving you, I needed time\nI needed time, and now I'm like\n[Chorus: Tory Lanez]\nCan I hit it like that?\nLike this, like that? Uh-huh, you know\nCan I kiss it like that?\nLike this, like that? Remember that\nHeaven, it feels like that\nI won't lie to you, no, no\nCan I hit it like that?\nI've been waiting [Post-Chorus: Tory Lanez]\nFor you, you, you, whoa\nFor you, you, you, whoa\nFor you, you, you, whoa\nFor you I've been waiting on and on and—\n[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]\nTook time to find you\nYou left to go away\nMust I remind you\nFeelings don't go astray, no\n[Pre-Chorus: Tory Lanez]\nThere's 24 hours in a day\nI think about you more than 24 times\nJust tryna not think about you\nBut you've been on my mind\nI got nothing for you but time\n'Cause you always end up by my side\nThrough loving you, I needed time\nI needed time, and now I'm like\n[Chorus: Tory Lanez]\nCan I hit it like that?\nLike this, like that? Uh-huh, you know\nCan I kiss it like that?\nLike this, like that? Remember that\nHeaven, it feels like that\nI won't lie to you, no, no\nCan I hit it like that?\nI've been waiting [Post-Chorus: Tory Lanez]\nFor you, you, you, whoa\nFor you, you, you, whoa\nFor you, you, you, whoa\nFor you I've been waiting\n[Outro: Tory Lanez]\nOh yes, it's true, true, true, true\nI can be different for you, you, you, you\nShow me the things I gotta do, do, do, do\nI will be different for you, you, you, you\nYou, whoa" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called A Light That Never Comes with the following description: \nA Light That Never Comes is a song written and recorded by American rock band Linkin Park, in collaboration with American electro house musician Steve Aoki for the band’s second remix album, Recharged. It is the twenty-fifth single by the band. The song is to appear as the opening track on the album. In addition to the song being released in advance when Recharged was partially released early on September 16, 2013, “A Light That Never Comes” was released to radio and made available to stream as a promotional single on digital music service Xbox Music on the same day. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Mike Shinoda]\nNah, you don't know me\nLightning above and a fire below me\nYou cannot catch me, cannot hold me\nYou cannot stop, much less control me\nWhen it rains, it pours\nWhen the floodgates open, brace your shores\nThat pressure don't care when it breaks your doors\nSay it's all you can take, better take some more\n[Pre-Chorus: Mike Shinoda & \nChester Bennington\n]\n(Oh, oh)\n'Cause I know what it's like to test fate\nHad my shoulders pressed with that weight\nStood up strong in spite of that hate\n(Oh, oh)\nA night gets darkest right before dawn\nWhat don't kill you makes you more strong\nAnd I've been waiting for it, so long\n[Chorus: Chester Bennington]\nThe nights go on\nWaiting for a light that never comes\nI chase the sun\nWaiting for a light that never comes\nOh, oh, oh\nWaiting for a light that never comes [Verse 2: Mike Shinoda]\nWhen I was young, they told me, they said\nMake your bed, you lie in that bed\nA king can only reign 'til instead\nThere comes that day it's off with his head\n[Pre-Chorus: Mike Shinoda & \nChester Bennington\n]\n(Oh, oh)\nA night gets darkest, right before dawn\nWhat don't kill you makes you more strong\nYou'll have my mercy then, when you're gone\n[Chorus: Chester Bennington]\nThe nights go on\nWaiting for a light that never comes\nI chase the sun\nWaiting for a light that never comes\nOh, oh, oh\nWaiting for a light that never comes\n[Bridge: Mike Shinoda]\nAnd I told them, nah, you don't know me\nLightning above and a fire below me\nYou cannot catch me, cannot hold me\nYou cannot stop, much less control me\nWhen it rains, it pours\nWhen the floodgates open, brace your shores\nThat pressure don't care, it breaks your doors\nSay it's all you can take, better take some more\n[Interlude: Chester Bennington]\nOh, oh, oh\nWaiting for a light that never comes\n[Chorus: Chester Bennington]\nThe nights go on\nWaiting for a light that never comes\nI chase the sun\nWaiting for a light that never comes\nOh, oh, oh\nWaiting for a light that never comes" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called BADASS with the following description: “BADASS” is the second single to be released from ZillaKami’s forthcoming debut solo album.\nThe song was first previewed on December 10, 2020, and initially only featured vocals from Zilla. However, during a January 2021 Instagram live stream with Lil Uzi Vert, the two made plans to record music together, resulting in a guest appearance from Uzi on “BADASS.”\nThe full song surfaced online four days prior to the official release and was thus believed to have been canceled—this idea was reinforced by sarcastic comments made by producer Yung Germ. However, a day later, it turned out the song would in fact still be releasing. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYung Germ\n[Verse 1: ZillaKami]\nYeah, I get paid throwing back a hand grenade (Okay)\nI was on the run, moving packs right on the way, yeah\nAnd just a reminder, hatin' shit won’t get you paid, yeah\nY'all niggas should focus on getting your fuckin' raise (At McDonald’s, bitch)\nWhy the fuck you niggas even talk to me? (Okay)\nThem doggies bark at me (Okay), but never bite at me (Okay)\nI got a Smith &' for the witness who locked eyes with me (Okay)\nI got the time today, I got the fire on me, yeah\n[Chorus: ZillaKami]\nCruisin' in the whip, I got the stick, I'm booted up (Okay)\nHoes up in the house and all they asses tooted up (Huh?)\nCruisin' through your block and all I see is fuckin' dust (Huh?)\nWhere do y'all reside? (Okay) Why ain't y’all outside?\nGet biggy, biggy, biggy, biggy blood bags (Ha-ha)\nLike really, really, really, really badass (Ha-ha)\nGet biggy, biggy, biggy, biggy blood bags (Ha-ha)\nLike really, really, really, really badass (Okay)\n[Verse 2: ZillaKami]\nYeah, okay, I don’t ever miss (Okay)\nHow the fuck a comment make you delete your whole shit? Yeah\nYeah, okay, maybe you a bitch (Okay)\nHow the fuck you let my homie bust your fuckin' lip? Yeah\nI thought that y’all niggas had the chops (Okay)\nWhy you gettin' beat up and you yellin' fuckin' \"Stop\" (Huh?), okay\nI thought that y’all niggas had the poles (What?)\nWhy the fuck we smokin' on your homie? Freddy Ghost (Yeah, okay) [Chorus: ZillaKami]\nCruisin' in the whip, I got the stick, I'm booted up (Okay)\nHoes up in the house and all they asses tooted up (Huh?)\nCruisin' through your block and all I see is fuckin' dust (Huh?)\nWhere do y'all reside? (Okay) Why ain't y'all outside?\nGet biggy, biggy, biggy, biggy blood bags (Ha-ha)\nLike really, really, really, really badass (Ha-ha)\nGet biggy, biggy, biggy, biggy blood bags (Ha-ha)\nLike really, really, really, really badass (Okay)\n[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]\nWoah, like I'm really, really badass (Lil Uzi)\nBitch, don't look at me if you ain't got a fat ass (Ayy)\nYeah, Lil Uzi got a big bag (Yeah)\nIf I pop it, then you'll probably get your stick back (Yeah, woah, woah)\nBitch, I'm geeked up in some mansion like a kick back (Woah, woah)\nIf I leave my drink down, they gon' try to slip that (Yeah, yeah)\nUh, put my .40 on my hip, lap (Ayy)\nI'm like Manson with this Marilyn, I'm like Nickelback ('Back, yeah)\n[Pre-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]\nLet me get your pussy, I'ma scratch it (Ayy)\nCan't relax, I'm off a batch, you know you cannot match (Yeah)\nGeeked up off them Xanny bars and a couple flats\nGo on a hit with toolie, Uzis, and a couple MACs (Grr, yeah) [Chorus: ZillaKami]\nCruisin' in the whip, I got the stick, I'm booted up (Okay)\nHoes up in the house and all they asses tooted up (Huh?)\nCruisin' through your block and all I see is fuckin' dust (Huh?)\nWhere do y'all reside? (Okay) Why ain't y'all outside?\nGet biggy, biggy, biggy, biggy blood bags (Ha-ha)\nLike really, really, really, really badass (Ha-ha)\nGet biggy, biggy, biggy, biggy blood bags (Ha-ha)\nLike really, really, really, really badass (Okay)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Owe Me with the following description: On “Owe Me,” Big Sean tells the story of a girl in his life, who left a trail of chaos—once she left his life, Sean realized he’s better off without her.\nWhen she re-enters his life, against the advice of his friends, Sean entertains the idea of being with her again. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nAll that shit you told me, I believed\nThe smile on your face the only thing I can't read\nLeft and now you back inside my life\nIt's gon' take more than that to set it right though\nCause, you so, fuckin', outta, line\nFor ever, letting, them taste what's mine\nTaste what's mine, taste what's mine\nYou so, fuckin', outta, line\n[Verse 1]\nFeel like you owe me checks, owe me time, owe me sex\nLong nights, no reply, I got no regrets\nYou disrespect, disrespect, \nonly time I seen you now's on the internet\nJust to see if it's somebody else that you tied to\nI hit you back when I decide to, you got my tattoo, we was tribal\nThen you left and we turned rivals, now you back it's our revival\nThey don't make you feel like I do, they didn't make you perform for me\nYou was my American Idol how you rocked the mic\nMan, we went from long text, now they shorter than a haiku\nSeems like all you got is hate for me\nAll you ever did was take from me\nCause you know you got that walk from me\nHow you dress and how you talk from me, yeah\nLet's not ever disrespect what I meant to ya\nIt took us being over to see all I did for ya, damn [Chorus]\nAll that shit you told me, I believed\nThe smile on your face the only thing I can't read\nLeft and now you back inside my life\nIt's gonna take more than that to set it right though\nCause, you so, fuckin', outta, line\nForever, letting, them taste what's mine\nTaste what's mine, taste what's mine\nYou so, fuckin', outta, line\n[Verse 2]\nI'm just trying to let the past pass\nAin't no future in that, yeah\nI stay 100 like my dash, yeah\nHave you cummin' faster than The Flash, yeah\nIs it all mine, all mine? You know me, I had to ask\nCan I hit it like I crash? Sipping pinot by the glass, glass\nHonestly, I had to take the time to let my ego go\nRealized that that held us back and back's not where we need to go\nThis don't replace what you did to me\nThis don't replace what I did to you\nSometimes it ain't about what we did or didn't do\nIt's about what we getting through\nLook, I'm not tryna play the blame game\nPoint the fingers while we skip the point\nKnowing that we both want the same thing\nRiding for each other even if we gotta change lanes\nIf we don't work it out, shame shame\nI can't touch these hoes I can't trust, I don't wanna have a fake us [Chorus]\nBut all that shit you told me, I believed\nThe smile on your face the only thing I can't read\nLeft and now you back inside my life\nIt's gon' take more than that to set it right though\nCause, you so, fuckin', outta, line\nForever, letting, them taste what's mine\nTaste what's mine, taste what's mine\nYou so, fuckin', outta, line\n[Outro]\nMy friends say I should be over you\nGetting hurt every time I'm close to you\nI think me and you are overdue\nI think this is what we supposed to do\nCause, you so, fuckin', outta, line\nForever, letting, them taste what's mine\nTaste what's mine, taste what's mine\nYou so, fuckin', outta, line\n[Skit: \nPaparazzi\n]\nNigga, you know what's about to go down when you walk out that door\nMan, I hope these niggas not out here man, fuck\nBig Sean, boy, swerve\nI don't...with you\nOk, we see you\nNew girl, new car\nLamborghini Mercy, ok we feel it\nAyy, is this the- is this like the real thing this time with this one?\nOr is this another one of those flings?\nLike, you gonna bring her home to mom\nDoes mom know about this one?\nWe know you're close with your mom\nWhat you say about animal cruelty?\nLike do you think they should have shot Harambe or like what?\nI mean do you think he was going to maul the kid?\nWe seen you in the furs man, don't lie" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Give It 2 U (Remix) with the following description: The last song off of the deluxe version of Blurred Lines, which is a remix of Give It 2 U, the sixth song off the album and it’s second official single. The music video for Give It 2 U was based off of the remix.\n\n\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Produced by Circut and Dr Luke]\n[Intro: 2 Chainz, \nRobin Thicke\n]\nOkay baby (\nYeah\n)\nAll I got to say baby (\nHuh\n)\nThat's Robin Thicke (\nYeah\n)\nAnd I'm 2 Chainz baby (\nBaby, baby\n)\nTalk to me (\nYeah\n)\nLet me see that body language (\nBaby, baby\n)\nI said talk to me\nLet me see that body language (\nHey, hey\n)\n[Refrain: Robin Thicke]\nGirl give it to me (Girl you know what it do)\nGirl give it to me (I got somethin' brand new)\nGirl give it to me (I'll put it all on you)\nGirl give it to me (Woo)\n[Verse 1: Robin Thicke]\nI got a gift for yah (I got this for yah)\nA little Thicke for yah (A big kiss for yah)\nI got a hit for yah (Big dick for yah)\nLet me give it to yah (Baby, baby)\nI gotta car for yah (I got a whip for you)\nBlack card for yah (\nBall hard for you\n)\nI know you wanna get fancy\nI know you wanna start dancin' [Chorus: Robin Thicke]\nHey, girl\nYou know you're lookin' so damn fly\nYou lookin' like you fell from the sky\nYou know you make a grown man cry\nI wanna give it to you, tonight\nAnd make everything you fantasize\nCome true, ooh baby\nI'll make you so, so, so amazing\nI'll give it to you\n[Refrain: Robin Thicke]\nGirl give it to me\nGirl give it to me\nGirl give it to me\nGirl give it to me (Ooh)\n[Verse 2: Robin Thicke]\nWhat's that girl? (What's that baby?)\nI like that, girl (I like that, baby)\nOn your back girl (On your back)\nYeah shake it like that girl (Baby, baby)\nI got an eye for yah (I got an eye for yah)\nI got a smile for yah (Cheese)\nLet me put it on your face for you (Please)\nI got a taste for you (Tasty)\nI bought lace for you (Freaky)\nI'll put it on you (Yeah)\nSo I can come and take it off you (Yeah)\nAnd get it off to you [Chorus: Robin Thicke, \n2 Chainz\n]\nHey, girl\nYou know you're lookin' so damn fly\nYou lookin' like you fell from the sky (Angel)\nYou know you make a grown man cry\nI wanna give it to you, tonight\nAnd make everything you fantasize\nCome true, ooh baby (\nGirl, Yah\n)\nI'll make you so, so, so amazing (\n2 Chainz\n)\nI'll give it to you\n[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]\nHighly respected\nBlack Michael Jackson\nWhen the DJ bring it back\nI pump it back like a chiropractor (No)\nI'm at the main event\nBaby you the main attraction (Girl)\nWhat I need a script and a camera for?\nLet's put this thing in action (Do it)\n[Bridge: 2 Chainz]\nLet's put this thing in action (Do it)\nLet's put this thing in action (Do it)\n2 Chainz\nAll the things collapsin'\nLet's put this thing in action (Do it)\nLet's put this thing in action (Do it)\n2-2 Chainz\nGave your girl a chain reaction [Verse 4: Kendrick Lamar]\nUgh\nYou're like a needle in a haystack, ugh\nI wanna sit you where my face at, ugh\nLunch with a few Mai-Tais, ugh\nPurple kisses on my tie, ugh\nLife can leave a dick loved, ugh\nNow you gettin' this dick, love, ugh\nI'm lookin' for you with a flashlight\nI wanna feel what a real fat ass like\nNo injection, I learned my lesson\nI walk it like I talk it, baby this pedestrian\nRunnin' through your mind like Jackie Joyner\nPussy like pop, go give me a burner\nGot shot like pop\nThis can be detrimental\nT-shirt and panties, that's your credential\nYou're cotton candy, I need a fistful\nI'm often antsy, hope that convince you\n[Chorus: Robin Thicke]\nHey, girl\nYou know you're lookin' so damn fly\nYou lookin' like you fell from the sky (Angel)\nYou know you make a grown man cry\nI wanna give it to you, tonight\nAnd make everything you fantasize\nCome true, ooh baby\nI'll make you so, so, so amazing\nI'll give it to you\nI wanna give it to you, tonight\nAnd make everything you fantasize\nCome true, ooh baby\nI'll make you so, so, so amazing\nI'll give it to you\nI'll give it to you" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Bad with the following description: “Bad” is the second single off Guetta’s Listen. It was released on March 17, 2014.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus]\nI say, \"Why does it feel so good?\nSo good to be bad\"\nGetting what I want, boy\nWhy does that make you so mad? (Huh)\nYou see, why does it feel so good?\nSo good to be bad\n'Cause if it's trouble that you're looking for\nOh, baby, here I am\n[Post-Chorus]\n(Oh, baby, here I am)\n[Instrumental Build]\n[Pre-Drop]\nI say why does it feel so good?\nSo good to be bad, bad, bad, bad\n[Drop]\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n(Bad) [Chorus]\nI say, \"Why does it feel so good?\nSo good to be bad\"\nGetting what I want, boy\nWhy does that make you so mad? (Huh)\nYou see, why does it feel so good?\nSo good to be bad\n'Cause if it's trouble that you're looking for\nOh, baby, here I am\n[Post-Chorus]\n(Oh, baby, here I am)\n[Drop]\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n(Bad)\n[Outro]\nI say why does it feel so good?\nSo good to be bad" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Off Day with the following description: Throwaway track from Wayne’s upcoming Tha Carter V album.\nhttps://twitter.com/mackmaine/status/532960764701974529\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Lil Wayne]\nShe don't call me Tunechi no more, she call me bae\n[Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nOh, I don't give a fuck about these niggas all in my face\n'Cause I'm in the club goin' up, on a weekday\nI got an off day tomorrow, I'ma sleep late\nI brought a bad bitch too, she got a beef cake\nAnd she go each way, she need a teammate\nI got a bad bitch at home makin' me plates\nShe lock the door, set the alarm, and text me she safe\nI got a big booty bitch with a petite waist\nI get my back scratched up, she get her knees scraped\nThen she ride that dick, oh, freeway\nAnd now them titties sittin' nice, yeah, I wanna bite yeah\nI could fuck you right yeah, all night yeah\nThat's word to my right hand, that's my mic hand\nShorty with the nice ass needs some flight plans\nI'ma fuck her right fast, fly her right back\nHold up, uhh\n[Refrain: Lil Wayne]\nNow we suckin', and fuckin', and suckin', and fuckin'\nAnd suckin' and fuckin', I'm cummin', I'm cummin', I'm cummin'\nShe got that hoppita, hoppita, I love her like bubble\nWe tonguin', we fuckin', we tonguin', we fuckin', I'm cumin' [Verse 1: Flow, \nLil Wayne\n & \nBoth\n]\nI got a bitch named Vanessa (\nOoh\n)\nShe like how I finesse her (\nYeah\n)\nI'm comfortable by her\nI put my pistol on her dresser\nHad a threesome with her sister (\nOh\n)\nThey thought I was scared to ask them (\nOh\n)\nBust a nut then hit the bathroom (\nOh\n)\nGrab the towel and clean my mess up (\nOh\n)\nI be swaggin' on these hoes\n (\nOoh\n)\nI ain't laughin' with these hoes (\nWoo\n)\nI would crack your fuckin' skull before I crack a fuckin' joke\nGot some OG straight from Cali (\nOh\n)\nAnd some backwoods from the store (\nOh\n)\nGot a message from Lil Tune\nAnd he sent \npictures of your hoe\nMan, we got groupies in the \nhallway\nSet that dick all on her \nforehead\nBet there's roaches in my \nash tray\nBitches buggin', get the \nOFF! spray\nGirl, I fuck with you the \nlong way\n (\nBah\n)\nGive me blow jobs on your \noff day\n (\nWah\n)\nGive me blow jobs on your off day\n (\nWow\n)\nGive me blow jobs on your off day, uh\n[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]\nOh, I don't give a fuck about all of these hoes in my face\nMy bitch in the club going up, on a weekday\nI see the bitch you came with, I made a stink face\nShe said her last little boo was such a cheapskate\nI put my arm around her shoulder, told her she straight\nShe ate the dick like Minnie Mouse eat cheese cake\nShe don't call me Tunechi no more, she call me bae\nI said, oh you got that torch, still I take precaution\nI told her I ain't none of the suckers she been involved with\nI fuck her till she's exhausted, pussy tastin' like frosting\nThen she get on her knees like she b-b-beggin' my pardon\nThat's word to my right hand, that's my dice hand\nPop that pussy like a price tag 'til I white flag, alright [Bridge: Flow, \nLil Wayne\n & \nBoth\n]\nI like smokin' with my bitches, so I pass the blunt to Brittany (\nOoh\n)\nBitches think that I'm a Hot Boy, I got dope dick, bitch, I'm B.G\nGettin' BJ's from your BM while the DJ play my CD\nGot a bitch up in the bed gon' make it squirt and touch the TV\nSkrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt skrrt, \nI just ditched your bitch\nShe ain't wanna suck my dick, she say she gave it up for lent\nThat's why I fuck with her the long way\n, ate that pussy on the first date\nGive me BJ's on your off day, give me blow jobs on your off day, oh\n[Refrain: Lil Wayne]\nOoh, ooh, and now we suckin', and fuckin', and suckin' and fuckin'\nAnd suckin' and fuckin', I'm cummin', I'm cummin', I'm cummin'\nOh yeah, she got that hoppita, hoppita, I love it like bubble\nWe tonguin' and fuckin' and oh I...\n[Chorus: Lil Wayne]\nOh, I don't give a fuck about these niggas all in my face\nCause I'm in this bitch goin' up, on a weekday\nI got an off day tomorrow, I'ma sleep late\nI brought a bad bitch too, she got a beef cake\nAnd she go each way, she need a teammate\nI got a bad bitch at home that never debate\nSendin' pictures to my phone when she masturbate\nI got a big booty bitch that keep her peak shape\nI get my back scratched up, she get her knees scraped\nAnd then she surf that dick like a heatwave\nAnd now them titties sittin' right, yeah, I wanna bite, yeah\nI could fuck you right, yeah, all night, yeah\nThat's word to my right hand, that's my knife hand\nAnd shorty with them tight pants need some flight plans\nI'ma fuck her right fast, fly her right back, your ass [Refrain: Lil Wayne]\nAnd now we suckin', and fuckin', and suckin' and fuckin'\nAnd suckin', and fuckin', I'm cummin', I'm cummin', I'm cummin'\nOh, she got that hoppita, hoppita, I love her like bubble\nWe tonguin', we fuckin', we tonguin' we fuckin', I'm cummin'\n[Outro: Lil Wayne (\nwith Flow\n)]\nGettin' BJ's from your B-M while the DJ play my CD\nGive me BJ's on your off day, give me blow jobs on your off day\nOh yeah, she don't call me Tunechi no more, she call me bae" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called HEARTBEAT* with the following description: “Heartbeat” is an unreleased collaboration between Chase B, Travis Scott and Swae Lee, originally recorded in 2020 by Travis during sessions for UTOPIA. Swae Lee’s feature was revealed to exist in May 2022, and Chase B later confirmed on Twitter that the track would serve as the intro to his upcoming album.\nThe hook and first verse were written by KayCyy, who collaborated with Travis on his UTOPIA track, “THANK GOD”. Travis' original 2020 demo leaked online on December 10, 2022, after several snippets surfaced throughout 2021. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lyrics from snippet\n[Intro: Travis Scott]\nAah, aah\nAah\nYeah\n[Chorus: Travis Scott]\nSpeeding fast, thriller for your life (Oh-oh-oh)\nDoind it wrong, they don't do it right (Oh-oh-oh, it's lit)\nBreak you off, I can do it twice (Oh-oh-oh)\nI know her heart was cold as ice (Oh-oh-oh, straight up)\nHeart beatin' double, I done got you high (Ooh, ah, yeah)\nHave it how you want it, these pockets not light (Oh-oh-oh, it's lit)\nBe back in a minute, ah (Ahh-ahh)\nThis is how we living now (Ahh-ahh, let's go)\n[Verse 1: Travis Scott]\nGet inside, not outside (Ooh)\nToo much wind fuckin' up my high (Ooh-ooh, yeah)\nPlenty tens from side-to-side (Side-to-side)\nThey don't wanna leave, it's an early night (One of those, yeah, let's go)\nDifferеnt vibes, different rеgions (Yee, yee, yee, straight up)\nAmerican dream, pledge allegiance (Yeah, oh no)\nDon't leave her here, finders, keepers (Finders, keepers, yeah)\nLike MJ said, I give her fever (Yeah, yeah, eeh-eeh) [Chorus: Travis Scott]\nSpeedin' fast, thriller for your life (Oh-oh-oh)\nDoing it wrong, they don't do it right (Oh-oh-oh)\nBreak you off, I can do it twice (Oh-oh-oh)\nI know her heart was cold as ice (Oh-oh-oh)\nHeart beating double, I done got you high (Ooh, ah)\nHave it how you want it (\nAmerican Bandstand, a racist A–\n), these pockets not light (Ooh-ooh)\nBe back in a minute, ah (Ahh-ahh)\nThis is how we living now (Ahh-ahh)\n[Verse 2: Travis Scott]\nAmerican bandstand, a racist American, I hate it, I swear (Ahh)\nHim and his man's plan, thought they gon' come backdoor, I'm fully aware (Ahh)\nThought it was Bandcamp, way the drumline came through with a 45 flare (Ahh)\nBack to his man's plan, thought they gon' come backdoor, but we left 'em right there (Ooh)\nI hit on sideswipe, everyday squad life, is they 'aight? (Ooh)\nSippin' that Cacti, 'till we gon' pass out, like this is life (Ooh)\nI keep a rotation, all of them ragin', this not no hype (Skis on beats, uh, ski, oh, uh, uh, uh)\n[Chorus: Travis Scott]\nSpeeding fast, thriller for your life (Oh-oh-oh)\nDoing it wrong, they don't do it right (Oh-oh-oh)\nBreak you off, I can do it twice (Oh-oh-oh)\nI know her heart was cold as ice (Oh-oh-oh)\nHeart beating double, I done got you high (Ooh, ah)\nHave it how you want it, these pockets not light (Ooh-ooh)\nBe back in a minute, ah (Ahh-ahh)\nThis is how we living now (Ahh-ahh) [Verse 3: Swae Lee, \nTravis Scott\n]\n... [?] catch up, catch up (\nStraight up\n)\nThrow them bags and they go fetch 'em (Oh, \nyeah\n) ..." } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Hold On with the following description: In Adele’s cover story interview for the November 2021 issue of Vogue (US), interviewer Abby Aguirre previewed “Hold On” from Adele’s upcoming 30 album. The track was described by Aquirre as “a joyous anthem” with “gospelly” organ. The track ends with an amateur choir consisting of Adele’s friends singing “Just hold on.”\n“The thing that they’re all singing is what my friends used to say to me,” Adele explains. “That’s why I wanted them to sing it, rather than an actual choir.”\nOn November 7, 2021, a snippet of the song debuted in a video advertisement for Amazon. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nHold on\nYou are still strong\nLove will soon come\nJust hold, hold on\n[Verse 1]\nOh, what have I done yet again?\nHave I not learned anything?\nI don't want to live in chaos\nIt's like a ride that I want to get off\nIt's hard to hold on to who I am\nWhen I'm stumblin' in the dark for a hand\nI am so tired of battling with myself, with no chance to win\n[Chorus]\n(Hold on)\nLet time be patient\n(You are still strong)\nLet pain be gracious\n(Love will soon come)\nJust hold, hold on\n[Verse 2]\nI swear to God, I am such a mess\nThe harder that I try, I regress\nI'm my own worst enemy\nRight now, I truly hate bein' me\nEvery day feels like the road I'm on\nMight just open up and swallow me whole\nHow do I feel so mighty small\nWhen I'm struggling to feel at all? [Chorus]\nJust hold on (Hold on)\nLet time be patient\nYou are still strong (You are still strong)\nLet pain be gracious (Love will soon come)\nJust hold on (You, just hold on, you, just hold on)\nHold on (You, just hold on, just hold on)\n[Bridge]\nSometimes, loneliness is the only rest we get\n(Just hold on, just hold on)\nAnd the emptiness actually lets us forget\n(Just hold on, just hold on)\nSometimes, forgiveness is easiest in secret\n(Just hold on, just hold on, just hold on, just hold on)\n[Chorus]\nSo just hold on, ooh\nLet time be patient and (You are still strong)\nLet pain be gracious\nLove will soon come, baby\nIf you just hold on\n[Outro]\nHold on, hold on, hold on, hold on (Hold on)\nJust let time be patient\n'Cause you're still strong, you're still strong (You are still strong)\nJust be gracious\nLove will soon come\nIf you just hold on\n(You, just hold on, you, just hold on)\nJust be patient, just be patient (You, just hold on, you, just hold on)\n(You, just hold on, you, just hold on, you, just hold on)\n(Just hold on, just hold on)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Marry Me with the following description: “Marry Me” is the third single from Jason Derulo’s third album, Tattoos, written (2013) for his then girlfriend at the time, Jordin Sparks. The single was later featured on the US version of the album, titled Talk Dirty (2014).\nThe couple appeared in the music video together at the time, making it their first and only appearance in a music video together. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nOoh, oh\nOh, yeah, mm\n[Verse 1]\nA hundred and five is the number that comes to my head\nWhen I think of all the years I wanna be with you\nWake up every morning with you in my bed\nThat's precisely what I plan to do\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd you know one of these days when I get my money right\nBuy you everything and show you all of the finer things in life\nWe'll forever be in love, so there ain't no need to rush\nBut one day I won't be able to ask you loud enough\n[Chorus]\nI'll say, \"Will you marry me?\"\nI swear that I will mean it\nI'll say, \"Will you marry me?\"\nSinging, oh-woah\nOoh, oh-woah\nOoh-woah\nOh, yeah\n[Verse 2]\nHow many girls in the world could make me feel like this?\nBaby, I don't ever plan to find out\nThe more I look, the more I find the reasons why\nYou're the love of my life [Pre-Chorus]\nYou know one of these days when I get my money right\nBuy you everything and show you all of the finer things in life\nWe'll forever be in love, so there ain't no need to rush\nBut one day I won't be able to ask you loud enough\n[Chorus]\nI'll say, \"Will you marry me?\"\nI swear that I will mean it\nI'll say, \"Will you marry me?\"\n[Bridge]\nAnd if I lost everything\nIn my heart it means nothing\n'Cause I have you, girl, I have you\nTo get right down on bended knee\nNothing else would ever be better, better\nThe day when I\n[Chorus]\nI'll say, \"Will you marry me?\"\nI swear that I will mean it\nI'll say, \"Will you marry me?\" (Yeah)\nI'll say, \"Will you marry me?\" (The day I get on my knees)\nI swear that I will mean it\nI'll say, \"Will you marry me?\" (And what you do to me, baby)\nGot me singing, ooh-woah\nGot me singing, ooh-woah\nWould you marry me, baby? Ooh-woah\nOoh-woah (Ay)\nOoh-woah (Yeah) [Outro]\nA hundred and five is the number that comes to my head\nWhen I think of all the years I wanna be with you\nWake up every morning with you in my bed\nThat's precisely what I plan to do" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Top Floor with the following description: Possibly another confirmed track for their upcoming mixtape, Streets on Lock 4. This song was first heard on WorldStarHipHop in this music video, which can be found here:\nhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mjNdYoMEAuoExpand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Quavo]\nMigo\nYeah\nCinco\n[Bridge: Quavo]\n15 bitches said they wanna go, (they wanna, they wanna)\nSaid they wanna go let the green light, green light go\nSaid they wanna go to the top floor of the condo, (to the top)\nI don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, can't tell em no\nNo\n[Chorus: Johnny Cinco]\nQuavo, Young Rich Nigga, Young Rich Nigga\nPopi, Sak Religious, Popi Sak Religious\nI was in a Masi, in a Masi\nWas nobodies business, was nobodies business\nAll of them my millions, all the millions\nAll the foreign women, all the foreign women\nI was in disguise, in disguise\nBackseat of the Bentley, backseat of the Bentley\n[Verse 1: Quavo]\nSpeaking of back seats, do you remember the back seats (remember)\nRemember the days when Will Mac was driving, young Quavo was in the back seat (ugh!)\nRunning from 12s, on the back street!\nYes he right behind but theres no catching me(No!)\nIt’s late at night, and I pray to God, I want a new Rari, tell him I’m sorry for my sins (sorry!)\nNew beginningin, (beginningin), all my team winningin, (winningin)\nHave you ever played with the Falcons, catch him \nBrian Finneran\nMoney is old like dinosaurs, breaking your bitch spinal cord, (break)!\nCook a brick when a nigga get bored (brick!)\nChop it down like a samurai sword (chop it down) [Bridge: Quavo]\n15 bitches said they wanna go, (they wanna, they wanna)\nSaid they wanna go let the green light, green light go\nSaid they wanna go to the top floor of the condo, (to the top)\nI don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, can't tell em no\nNo\n[Chorus: Johnny Cinco]\nQuavo, Young Rich Nigga, Young Rich Nigga\nPopi, Sak Religious, Popi Sak Religious\nI was in a Masi, in a Masi\nWas nobodies business, was nobodies business\nAll of them my millions, all the millions\nAll the foreign women, all the foreign women\nI was in disguise, in disguise\nBackseat of the Bentley, backseat of the Bentley\n[Verse 2: Offset]\nBack seat of the police car, waking up in the morning seeing bars (prison!)\nMomma told me what the fuck you gon’ do, y\nOu gon’ stay being broke or you take off tomorrow?\nNow I pull up Bentley all my cars, Now that I’m rich nigga what is the R (I’m rich!)\nAnd I’m rolling up Keisha, gon live it up\nWhat I’m rollin up, in a ‘gar\nYoung rich nigga came a long way,(long way)\nEverybody said we wouldn’t make it (we wouldn’t make it)\nI’m the same nigga trappin out the vaca, and when I pull up you should see the haters faces (look at em)\nLouboutin loafers, no laces\nGivenchy attire, you know that it’s tailored\nTrapping and capping, they calling me Rayful, \nMason Margiela - walking alligator\nWorld of life Bentley it’s a umbrella, yeah the Migos jug like the Goodfellas, Brokanese ass niggas need to do better\nI’ma Heff on the bitches, living like Hugh Heffner, and my diamonds so cold, got a Gucci sweater\nBack seater -- Willy man call ya nigga, was tryin to get cheddar (kick door!)\nNow I pull up in the Bentley Muslanne , Bugatti, whatever [Bridge: Quavo]\n15 bitches said they wanna go, (they wanna, they wanna)\nSaid they wanna go let the green light, green light go\nSaid they wanna go to the top floor of the condo, (to the top)\nI don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, can't tell em no\nNo\n[Verse 3: Takeoff]\n15 bitches say they wanna go, wanna fuck Cinco and the three Amigos\nTaking your bitch and we working the bitch the way she work her face, she gon get some my pesos\nMan that bitch ain’t worth a fuckin penny (ugh ugh), she wanna shopping spree, she want the paparazzi\nWant to be spend all my broccoli at Lenox, little bitch you tripping – can’t get my blue Benjamin’s\nI’m sorry if I did offended you, I don’t want no relationship – I’m through with you\nYou can keep all of your Louboutin tennis shoes, all that jewelry, those things are material (those things ain't nothing)\nCause those 15 bitches on my telephone, want to go to my top floor condo in Rome (top floor condo)\nSneaking and geeking -- sucking less them leaches, lobby runned up with some Puerto Ricans and they freaky\nShe suck me all night till I sleep, Whipping up a brick a nigga drinking Easter Pink\nLike you love a nigga bitches they be shopping overseas, I can take a nonbeliever and I make that bitch believe\nDoes she cook it, does she flip it right? That bitch could live with me\nIf she can stand on the block with the brick and run from the Police\nShe ain’t got no problem bringing back the product to me\nWhip a chicken in the kitchen I send that bitch in the streets. (Whipping it!)\n[Chorus: Johnny Cinco]\nQuavo, Young Rich Nigga, Young Rich Nigga\nPopi, Sak Religious, Popi Sak Religious\nI was in a Masi, in a Masi\nWas nobodies business, was nobodies business\nAll of them my millions, all the millions\nAll the foreign women, all the foreign women\nI was in disguise, in disguise\nBackseat of the Bentley, backseat of the Bentley" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Underneath the Mistletoe with the following description: Though Everyday Is Christmas is her first Christmas album, Sia’s past lyrics have often spoken of difficult romances and the narrative of “Underneath the Mistletoe” appears to be no different. In this particular song, the songwriter accurately depicts the sadness of being away from someone she has strong feelings for, although some ambiguity remains about whether or not the other person shares those same sentiments. Especially since she refers to them as “a crush.”\nThis song could very well be a reference to her first boyfriend that was run over and subsequently passed away in 1997. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nI've got a crush, la la la la la la\nLike a school girl\nAnd I wanna rush, la la la la la la\nLike a fool would\nSo, step on the gas, la la la la la la\nCome on over\n'Cause babe it's Christmas, la la la la la la\nI wanna know ya\n[Pre-Chorus]\nRun to me, run to me through the white night\n'Cause I adore ya\nRun to me, run to me through the white night\nI'm waiting for ya\n[Chorus]\nIt's Christmas time, so run for your life\nOh, Hallelujah\nA snowy night, a woman on fire\nI'm waiting for ya\nSo, here we go under the mistletoe\nOh, I adore ya\nA snowy night, a woman on fire\nOh, Hallelujah [Post-Chorus]\nOh, you and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Oh)\nYou and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Oh)\nYou and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Oh)\nUnder the mistletoe\nOh, you and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Oh)\nYou and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Oh)\nYou and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Oh)\nUnder the mistletoe\n[Verse 2]\nKiss me 'til dawn, la la la la la la\nHold me close now\nYou'll keep me warm, la la la la la la\nKeep the ghosts out\n[Pre-Chorus]\nRun to me, run to me through the white night\n'Cause I adore ya\nRun to me, run to me through the white night\nI'm waiting for ya\n[Chorus]\nIt's Christmas time, so run for your life\nOh, Hallelujah\nA snowy night, a woman on fire\nI'm waiting for ya\nSo, here we go under the mistletoe\nOh, I adore ya\nA snowy night, a woman on fire\nOh, Hallelujah [Post-Chorus]\nOh, you and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Oh)\nYou and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Oh)\nYou and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Oh)\nUnder the mistletoe\nOh, you and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Oh)\nYou and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Oh)\nYou and me here, underneath the mistletoe (Oh)\nUnder the mistletoe" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Oracle with the following description: In this song, Kodak Black is singing acapella mixing english and haitian creole, natively spoke in Haiti, the country where his family is from.\nKodak is rapping about subjects like street activities and being incarcerated, while the coronavirus situation appeared. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Spoken Word]\nI went to sleep today thinking about my nigga Flipper\nI was in the streets all day, try not to remember\nI'm heavy contemplating, I don't know if I should send the hitter\nSomebody tell ‘em stop playing with him before I kill him\nYo pale mwen mal, yo pale nou mal\nThey be forgetting to tell you how I went and got it\nI'm on a whole other wave, ain't promoting violence\nI really be slipping everyday, but it ain't no robbing\nI just got her some braces now, she want a new body\nI would've picked it up the same way too if you droppеd it\nI be sharing the same pain with all thе lifers\nTonight I'm pulling out the champagne for all the lifers\nMy brother wicks said every gun, he had silencers\nI know you niggas be hearing me screaming \"Snipe 'em\"\nMwen pa ka viv san ou, mwen paka viv\nMwen sonje'w anpil, m sonje'w anpil\nI sent the record label their contract back to 'em\nI told 'em send the shit back with a few more on it\nI don't want no girlfriend, baby, I want me a woman\nEven though I got her now, I'ma still treat her like I want her\nSitting in a cell, niggas scared they might catch corona\nLike, how the hell I'ma cry, if I ain't got a shoulder?\nMwen pote'w monte, m pote'w monte\n[Interlude]\nYeah, se lavi [Spoken Word]\nM'ap plede mache nan ale prizon\nM'ap priye Bondye m pa vin ankò\nShit was terrible for me, I ain’t have a penny\nI don't care how fine she is, I'ma need her to go to see the clinic\nI put it out like I'm crazy, but I was playing\nI heard everything that everybody was sending\nI went to sleep today thinking about my nigga Flipper\nI think my momma house need to be little more bigger\nI can hold my own dick, dawg, 'cause I'm a man\nSay take these shackles up off me, so I can dance\nTande, kè m panse ou pa renmen m vre\n[Outro]\nGen on bagay m'ap fè la, se brase, m'ap brase la" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Automatic* with the following description: “Automatic” is a song by rapper Cardi B. The song was seen registered on PPL Repertoire.\n Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Lyrics from Snippet\n[Chorus: Cardi B]\nPull up in some shit that's automatic\nHit-hit-hit, hit you with some shit that's automatic\nAll that hating must be bad for your spirit\nYou hating bad, I'm getting a bag, look in the mirror\nThat's why I'm where the money at\nCall me once and ain't no coming back\nAll these bitches wanna see me dead\nThat's why I'm in a Porsche, not a Pontiac" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Money and Sex with the following description: Bun B joins Detroit rapper Big Sean on “Money and Sex,” an ode to their love of sexual intercourse and making money. On the Finally Famous Vol. 3: BIG track, the two artists boast about their sexual prowess with women and uncanny ability to constantly earn money. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Big Sean]\nOk I think I think I think I think I'm the baddest\nWe got all the bottles they got all the glasses\nI'm prolly with yo girlfriends cause they got all the asses\nBurning all this paper you should try and catch the ashes\nI'm in my section poppin something off\nIn the bank or a bitch droppin something off\nWo-wo-work ho make me throw this paper out looking like a paper route\nDick her down lay her out didn't have to take her out\nThinkin I'm a do her right look left and fake her out, haaa\nCause I get back to the money\nIf I ever leave boomerang back to the money\n[Chorus: Big Sean]\nAll I think about is money and sex fuckin and checks\nIn this life time you need to run and get left\nM m money and sex fuckin and checks\nIn this life time you need to run and get left\nNow I'm finnaly gettin rich proly in ya bitch\nAnd if I there I'm proly getting rich cause all I\nOf is money and sex fuckin and checks\nMoney and sex fuckin and checks\n[Verse 2: Bun B]\nI say I feel I feel I feel I feel I'm the best\nGot the game on bubble like the vest, piece hangin on my\nChain chain hangin on my chest chest\nThe game is on lock money power and respect\nI started in the streets choppin rocks in a gravel pit\nWent from not having to having it\nFrom dreaming to grabing it\nWith only top ramen noodles up in my cabinet\nNow I'm killing this motherfucker, beating and stabbing it\nSpeaking of stabbing it where ya bitch she just text me\nShe say she in the room rockin something sexy\nNo disrespect g cause I ain't even trying to but send her to my room if you see her before I do [Chorus: Big Sean]\nAll I think about is money and sex fuckin and checks\nIn this life time you need to run and get left\nM m money and sex fuckin and checks\nIn this life time you need to run and get left\nNow I'm finnaly gettin rich proly in ya bitch\nAnd if I there I'm proly getting rich cause all I\nOf is money and sex fuckin and checks\nMoney and sex fuckin and checks\n[Verse 3: Big Sean]\nBitch I'm on a money making marathon\nWelcome to the terror dome\nJourney of my life, The whole world is my carry on\nI took I vow that I'm forever getting payed\nAlways heard that lifes a beach so I'm forever getting laid\nIf money equals power then I'm a fucken generator\nMan that spotlight bright\nSo watch me center stage it and do it, yo girl wanna do it\nDamn I look good, but you already knew it\nCan't remember the last time I seen my bed sets\nOr the last time I had bed sex\nI'm in the backseat, getting my dick wet\nI fell asleep getting brain, that's a head rest\nLast night I hit the bar said I want it all\nAnd today I said the same thing at the mall\nCome through in yo city do the same thing tomorrow\nGettin money and I can't say the samething for ya'll" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Great to Be There (Outro) with the following description: Outro from Wiz’s 2009 mixtape Burn After Rolling, originally just a YouTube promo for Star Power made late in ‘08Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah man\nIt's your boy\nYoung Khalifa man\nWiz Khalifa\nWhatever the fuck you wanna call me\nAnd uh, its '09, Star Year, yeah\nSo we gon' do this like this\nTaylor Gang\nHeavy hustle\n and all that\nUh um\n[Verse 1]\nNew money, new car, new crib\nAnd you gon' need luggage cause this nigga's a trip\nMeet the buyer, frequent flyer\nLoose chains with it, need some pliers, get a grip\nAnd me I'm who the supplier's sitting with\nGot a blunt rolled\nKeep me a dime with sitting bitch\nI'm Mr. Space, sign niggas like Elroy\nAnd my bills big faced like Hellboy\nThey say I'm guaranteed to blow young steroid\nAnd I get it gone, my new home is the airport\nWake up in a new city and state\nParty all night, then go to sleep on a plane\nYeah\nAnd it's mill to ice grills\nSaying all you wants a picture\nBut nigga I'm trynna chill\nLot of speculation since a nigga signed a deal\nBut for all y'all that hold me down for real\nI wanna thank ya [Hook: Jackson 5 Sample]\nThank you baby (You, you, and you)\nThank you baby, I'm back where I belong (I feel great man)\nIt's great to be here, great to be here\n(You ain't even gotta ask man it's written all over my face)\nIt's great to be here in your arms\nBack where I belong\n(Yeeah Baby)\n[Verse 2]\nI ain't make your front page or your top ten\nI'm not a hipster plus I heard rocks in\nFirst Flight on the way, but 'til it drops then\nI'm peroxide in the cut, getting it popping\nA new year, got a couple shows locked in\nCouple of important folks doing some talking\nI'm with the stars and niggas who go hard\nGetting chavo\nNiggas duckin' from rosado\nChecking battery life now, charging my iPhone\nI do it big, you just the shit in your time zone\nI switch those like clothes\nCharm like a computer with a virus cause mine's froze\nWhoa\nI get a whole lot of whole hate, whole lot of hoes\nSpend a whole lot of cake on them Prada clothes\nWhen you mention my name, they ain't gotta know\nThis for thinking they oughta know\nI wanna thank ya [Hook: Jackson 5 Sample]\nThank you baby (You, you, and you)\nThank you baby, I'm back where I belong (I feel great man)\nIt's great to be here, great to be here\n(You ain't even gotta ask man it's written all over my face)\nIt's great to be here in your arms\nBack where I belong" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Safe With Me with the following description: This is an oddity amongst Sam Smith songs. It is unlike anything else they have released, and seems to be the least listened to, according to the number of YouTube views. As far as I am aware they have never sung it live in concert.\nReleased in 2013 it could be broadly described as ‘electro-soul’. It was co-written by Sam Smith and Ben Ash (otherwise known as ‘Two-Inch Punch’). There are very few comments by YouTube viewers, but most are positive. However, it could be said that Sam’s remarkable voice doesn’t need electronic distortion; it stands alone, too good and distinctive to meddle with. Another view is that, perhaps, their heart wasn’t in this song; it lacks the emotion and depth that Sam puts into the songs that express their soul and real-life experiences. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Instrumental break]\n[Verse 1]\nIf you ever need me\nJust tell me, and I’ll be there\n‘Cause I was built for you\nYes, I was built to carry all your feelings\n[Pre-Chorus]\n‘Cause I won’t let them know\nI won’t let you go, baby\nI don’t care what your past is\nI don’t need no answers\nJust have faith in me\n[Hook]\nDon’t you know your secret’s safe with me?\n(My heart it would beat)\nAll your worries can be put to, can be put to sleep\n(My heart it would beat)\nDon’t you know your secret’s safe with me?\n(My heart it would beat)\nAll your worries can be put to sleep\n(My heart it would beat)\n[Verse 2]\nNo need to step back\nDon’t be scared, I got you, you know that\nI’m here when you’re sad\nWhen all of your clouds turn black [Pre-Chorus]\n‘Cause I won’t let them know\nI won’t let you go, baby\nI don’t care what your past is\nI don’t need no answers\nJust have faith in me\n[Hook]\nDon’t you know your secret’s safe with me?\n(My heart it would beat)\nAll your worries can be put to, can be put to sleep\n(My heart it would beat)\nDon’t you know your secret’s safe with me?\n(My heart it would beat)\nAll your worries can be put to sleep\n(My heart it would beat)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Love Story with the following description: Taylor was inspired to write “Love Story” when she was going through a difficult situation with a boy she liked, whom she wasn’t “officially” dating. The song has been rumored to be about two singers – the first being Joe Jonas, since it was recorded in March of 2008, just a few months before she began actually dating him. Other songs such as “Forever & Always” and “Last Kiss” are more explicitly about him.\nThe second rumored subject of the song is Boys Like Girls front-man, Martin Johnson whom Swift had a brief fling with in 2008 and collaborated with to pen the band’s track “Two is Better Than One” and Taylor’s song “If This Was a Movie”. This is a fitting match for the “star-crossed lovers” theme of the song as sources claimed that although the pair were into each other, Taylor’s publicists felt he was not a good match for her “American sweetheart” image – with him being a punk rocker who was going through personal issues at the time.\nShe chose to portray the story of Romeo and Juliet in the song, because she felt like she could relate.\nI used to be in high school where you see [a boyfriend] every day. Then I was in a situation where it wasn’t so easy for me, and I wrote this song because I could relate to the whole Romeo and Juliet thing.\nThe lyrics talk about disapproval against the relationship, and her desire to go somewhere far away with him, and escape the people who look down on them.\n“Love Story” peaked at #1 on Billboard’s Hot Country Songs, and at #5 on the Billboard Hot 100, just weeks after its release.\n\nThe song’s music video was described as timeless, by Swift.\n‘Love Story’’s plot was a timeless scenario: I think it could happen in the 1700s, the 1800s, or 2008\nThe video won the CMT Music Awards for “Video of the Year,” as well as “Female Video of the Year.”\n\nIn February 2021, “Love Story” became the first official re-release from Taylor’s backcatalog following contractual disputes with Scooter Braun. It marked the beginning of a new chapter in her career as she sought autonomy and freedom from what she perceived as a manipulative business relationship. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nWe were both young when I first saw you\nI close my eyes and the flashback starts\nI'm standing there\nOn a balcony in summer air\nSee the lights, see the party, the ball gowns\nSee you make your way through the crowd\nAnd say, \"Hello\"\nLittle did I know\n[Pre-Chorus]\nThat you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles\nAnd my daddy said, \"Stay away from Juliet\"\nAnd I was crying on the staircase\nBegging you, \"Please don't go,\" and I said\n[Chorus]\nRomeo, take me somewhere we can be alone\nI'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run\nYou'll be the prince and I'll be the princess\nIt's a love story, baby, just say, \"Yes\"\n[Verse 2]\nSo I sneak out to the garden to see you\nWe keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew\nSo close your eyes\nEscape this town for a little while, oh, oh [Pre-Chorus]\n'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter\nAnd my daddy said, \"Stay away from Juliet\"\nBut you were everything to me\nI was begging you, \"Please don't go,\" and I said\n[Chorus]\nRomeo, take me somewhere we can be alone\nI'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run\nYou'll be the prince and I'll be the princess\nIt's a love story, baby, just say, \"Yes\"\nRomeo, save me, they're trying to tell me how to feel\nThis love is difficult, but it's real\nDon't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess\nIt's a love story, baby, just say, \"Yes\"\n[Post-Chorus]\nOh, oh\n[Bridge]\nBut I got tired of waiting\nWondering if you were ever coming around\nMy faith in you was fading\nWhen I met you on the outskirts of town and I said\n[Chorus]\n\"Romeo, save me, I've been feeling so alone\nI keep waiting for you, but you never come\nIs this in my head? I don't know what to think\"\nHe knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring, and said\n\"Marry me, Juliet, you'll never have to be alone\nI love you and that's all I really know\nI talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress\nIt's a love story, baby, just say 'Yes'\" [Outro]\nOh, oh, oh\nOh, oh, oh\n'Cause we were both young when I first saw you" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Do the Bartman with the following description: Originally rumored to be written by the legendary Michael Jackson (even Simpsons creator Matt Groening claimed it was), the 1990 single “Do the Bartman” was actually written solely by singer-songwriter Bryan Loren.\nJackson, a fan of The Simpsons, did however name the song, sing backing vocals on it, and insist his name be included in the lyrics.\n“Bartman” was never released as a single in the United States, but it did reach #24 on Billboard’s Hot 100 Airplay chart, now known as the Radio Songs chart. Outside of the US, “Bartman” topped singles charts in Norway, New Zealand, Australia, the United Kingdom and Ireland.\nIts music video received a nomination for Best Special Effects at the 1991 MTV Video Music Awards. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Homer, \nBart\n]\nBart?\nBart! Bart!\nBart!\nI didn't do it. Nobody saw me do it. You can't prove anything\n[Verse 1: Bart]\nYo! Hey, what's happening, dude?\nI'm a guy with a rep for bein' rude\nTerrorizin' people wherever I go\nIt's not intentional, just keepin' the flow\nFixin' test scores to get the best scores\nDroppin' banana peels all over the floor\nI'm the kid that made delinquency an art\nLast name, Simpson; first name, Bart\nI'm here today to introduce the next phase\nThe next step in the big Bart craze\nI got a dance, real easy to do\nI learned it with no rhythm and so can you! Ooh\nSo move your body, if you got the notion\nFront to back in a rock-like motion\nNow that you got it, if you think you can\nDo it to the music, that's the Bartman\n[Chorus: Harmonised Vocals, \nBart\n]\nEverybody if you can, do the Bartman! (\nWoah\n)\nShake your body, turn it out, if you can, man! (\nCheck it out, man\n)\nMove your butt to the side, yes, you can, can! (\nBartman\n)\nEverybody in the house, do the Bartman (\nUh-huh\n)\nEverybody if you can, do the Bartman!\nShake your body, turn it out, if you can, man! (\nWoah, mamma\n)\nMove your butt to the side, yes, you can, can!\nEverybody in the house, do the Bartman [Verse 2: Bart, \nHomer\n]\nIt wasn't long ago, just a couple of weeks\nI got in trouble, yeah, pretty deep\nHomer was yellin' (\nBart!\n) Mom was, too\nBecause I put mothballs in the beef stew\nPunishment time, in the air lurks gloom\nSittin' by myself, confined to my room\nWhen all else fails, nothin' else left to do\nI turn on the music, so I can feel the groove!\n[Pre-Chorus: Harmonised Vocals, \nBart\n]\nMove your body, if you got the notion (\nWoah, I'm feeling the groove now, baby\n)\nFront to back in a rock-like motion (\nBring it back\n)\nMove your hips from side to side now (\nWoah, do the Bartman\n)\nDon't ya slip, let your feet glide now (\nWoah, Lisa\n)\nIf you've got the groove, you gotta use it (\nHa, hahaha\n)\nRock rhythm in time with the music (\nHahaha, check it out, man\n)\nYou just might start a chain reaction\nIf you can do the Bart, you're bad like Michael Jackson\n[Chorus: Harmonised Vocals, \nBart\n]\nEverybody if you can, do the Bartman! (\nOh yeah\n)\nShake your body, turn it out, if you can, man! (\nShake your body\n)\nMove your butt to the side, yes, you can, can!\nEverybody in the house, do the Bartman (\nYeah, do the Bartman\n)\nEverybody if you can, do the Bartman! (\nEverybody, yeah, do the Bartman\n)\nShake your body, turn it out, if you can, man! (\nCheck it out\n)\nMove your butt to the side, yes, you can, can! (\nWoah, mamma\n)\nEverybody in the house, do the Bartman (\nI'm bad, I'm bad\n) [Post-Chorus: Bart, \nHarmonised Vocals\n]\n(\nDo the Bartman!\n) Do the Bartman!\nEverybody back and forth from side to side\n(\nDo the Bartman!\n) Do the Bartman!\nPick your feet up off the floor, let 'em glide\n(\nDo the Bartman!\n) Do the Bartman!\nShe can do it, he can do it, so can I!\n(\nDo the Bartman!\n) Do the Bartman!\nNow here's a dance beat that you can't deny!\n[Breakdown: Homer, \nHarmonised Vocals\n, \nBart\n]\nTurn it down! Will you stop that infernal racket?\nDo the Bartman!\nOh, my ears!\nLisa, put that saxophone away!\nYou can't touch this!\nI didn't do it. Nobody saw me do it. You can't prove anything\n[Verse 3: Bart]\nNow, I'm in the house feelin' good to be home\n'Til Lisa starts blowin' that damn saxophone\nAnd if it was mine, you know they'd take it away\nBut still, I'm feelin' good, so that's okay\nI'm up in my room, just a-singin' a song\nListen to the kicks while I'm kickin' along\nYeah, Lisa likes jazz, she's her number one fan\nBut I know I'm bad, 'cause I do the Bartman! [Chorus: Harmonised Vocals, \nBart\n]\nEverybody if you can, do the Bartman! (\nHey everybody\n)\nShake your body, turn it out, if you can, man! (\nNeed I remind you\n)\nMove your butt to the side, yes, you can, can! (\nUh, I am the Bartman\n)\nEverybody in the house, do the Bartman (\nCheck it out\n)\n[Post-Chorus: Bart, \nHarmonised Vocals\n]\n(\nDo the Bartman!\n) Do the Bartman!\nEverybody back and forth from side to side\n(\nDo the Bartman!\n) Do the Bartman!\nShe can do it, he can do it, so can I!\n[Pre-Chorus: Harmonised Vocals, \nBart\n]\nMove your body, if you got the notion\nFront to back in a rock-like motion\nMove your hips from side to side now\nDon't ya slip, let your feet glide now\nIf you've got the groove, you gotta use it\nRock rhythm in time with the music\nYou just might start a chain reaction\nHahaha, I'm the Bartman\n[Chorus: Harmonised Vocals, \nBart\n]\nEverybody if you can, do the Bartman! (\n[?] it, baby\n)\nShake your body, turn it out, if you can, man!\nMove your butt to the side, yes, you can, can! (\nOh, yeah, I'm bad, I'm real bad\n)\nEverybody in the house, do the Bartman\nEverybody if you can, do the Bartman! (\nWoah, I'm bad\n)\nShake your body, turn it out, if you can, man! (\nDo the Bartman\n)\nMove your butt to the side, yes, you can, can! (\nHaha\n)\nEverybody in the house, do the Bartman (\nOh yeah\n)\n[Post-Chorus: Harmonised Vocals, \nBart\n]\n(Do the Bartman!) Move your body, if you got the notion (\nYou call that dancing?\n)\nFront to back in a rock-like motion (\nWatch this rhythm\n)\nMove your hips from side to side now (\nYeah\n)\nDon't ya slip, let your feet glide now\nIf you've got the groove, you gotta use it (\nHaha\n)\nRock rhythm in time with the music\nYou just might start a chain reaction (\nEat your heart out, Michael\n)\n(\nOop, haha\n) (Do the Bartman!)\n[Outro: Homer, \nBart\n]\nYou're grounded! \nOh, wow, man" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Logic On The Beat with the following description: “Logic On The Beat” is a track that first explains Logic’s ability to please all people through different avenues of music. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nYeah it's Logic on the beat so I'm fresh to the T\nGot lines like a cokehead, repping MD\nOn stage where I'm living\nIn the booth where I'm driven\nYeah the flow's so wet that I keep a bitch drippin'\nHand me the mic and I guarantee I'mma be rippin' it\nAutomatic static yes I keep the extra clipping it\nA small town boy with a big city swag on\nMy CSI tip, tap a bitch and then I bag her\n[Hook]\nIt's logic on the beat so I'm fresh to the T\nGot lines like a cokehead, repping MD\nSaid it's logic on the beat so I'm fresh to the T\nGot lines like a cokehead, repping MD\n[Verse 2]\nCheese like Gary dough like Pillsbury\nWhen I'm tryna get so much style, yes very\nGot something for the club\nGot something for the street\nGot something for them hungry MCs tryna eat\nJumping on the track and you know the mic I'mma slaughter\nI'm the type of guy that you don't want around your daughter\nAll 9s and dimes I get 'em all the time\nFlying coach with Louis V and we sipping fine wine\nGucci women, dimes I swim in\n36C Vicky sees yeah she's feeling [Hook]\nIt's logic on the beat so I'm fresh to the T\nGot lines like a cokehead, repping MD\nSaid it's logic on the beat so I'm fresh to the T\nGot lines like a cokehead, repping MD\n[Lady Gaga]\nGet 'em all, get 'em all, pick it all up\nStack up your funds like a million bucks\nAcross the pond, they all know us\nInternational...whoaaaa!\nDriving my car to a foreign place\nLookin' at me, now they know my face\nWe want it all now, we got it all yes\nLook at that...\n[Verse 3]\nThought I was gone, homie I'm right back\nI'll be chilling where I'm chilling and be clowning where I'm at\nSuch a, lazy boy, psycho get crazy boy\nI'm a freshman in the game they wanna, haze me boy\nNever\n(looking at, looking at, looking at me)\nJust a fly young brother staying repping MD\n(looking at, looking at, looking at me)\nSteady getting green I ain't talking 'bout the trees\nJump on the track, homie you ain't seeing me\nLicense to kill, registered at the D.M.V\nJust got the title most underrated MC\nBut it's aight this ain't the last you finna hear from me\nJust the beginning I'm Michael Phelps when he's swimming\nI'm the rookie Barry Bonds in the very first inning\nIn other words, homie I'm steady chillin'\nBut all these other MCs form and they grillin'\nMost people drop tracks but me I spill 'em\nStain in the game try to scrub me I will still in\nYes you know I get it like a bad bitch I hit it\nMiddle finger to the critics cause I'm sick just admit it\nCharge me as a wack rapper but I was acquitted\nJudge me on my skin color but my father is a brother\nFinally heard the flow and now you know I'm unlike any other [Lady Gaga]\nGet 'em all, get 'em all, pick it all up\nStack up your funds like a million bucks" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Spain with the following description: Kodak Black reunites with Tory Lanez and Sniper Gang signee Jackboy on “Spain.” The song was previewed multiple times in late November 2020, around the same time as the announcement of Kodak’s third studio album Bill Israel, sparking rumors about the song’s appearance on the project. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\n(\nGot OT on my beat, so, bitch, you know we cranking up\n)\n(\n$K\n)\n[Chorus: Kodak Black]\nAyy, all my niggas Z's, gang, gang\nA nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame\nI'm dyin' about this money and these chains\nI'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain\nAyy, all of my niggas is Z's, gang, gang\nA nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame\nI'm dyin' about this money and these chains\nI'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain\n[Verse 1: Kodak Black]\nI'm ridin', slidin', four-door, blue Mulsanne\nI don't wanna kick the bobo with you lames\nI'm a player, she know I be running game\nShe love my mumbo jumbo, I be talking slang\nI'm poppin' the rhythm, shawty love my dialect\nAnd I'm dyin' about these diamonds on my neck\nAnd if I'm lyin', then I'm flyin', you can bet\nI got tired of vibin' with niggas, I'm gettin' them checks\nAyy, I pull up on you niggas, bop, bop\nAnd I'm well-connected, nigga, hotspot\nBop, bop, you gon' get your top popped\nI'ma let them shots out, I'ma let the Glock pop [Chorus: Kodak Black & \nTory Lanez\n]\nAyy, all my niggas Z's, gang, gang\nA nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame\nI'm dyin' about this money and these chains\nI'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain (\nCanada, uh\n)\nAyy, all of my niggas is Z's, gang, gang\nA nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame\nI'm dyin' about this money and these chains (\nUh\n)\nI'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain (\nYeah\n)\n[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]\nFirst I hop in the Scat', Scat'\nBig Glock 9 in my backpack\nShit go grrat, go tat-tat\nWe ain't got time for no backtrack\nDamn, that my young young (Uh)\nPussy-ass nigga too comfortable playin' that 'Gram\nI play with that 9, it stay in my hand\nI get in a tussle, I pray it don't jam (Brr)\nBitch, I'm out late with the shooters\nIf I go to jail and I'm making a spread, then I'm taking your noodles\nTaking my dick, it get placed in a cooler\nI'm fucking that bitch, you can't make me get neutered\nCallin' up Kellz when he went to jail\nI heard he was fuckin' the C.O\n.\nWe one and the same, I was fuckin' my P.O\n.\nI hit it good, she let me smoke on the d-low\nI fuck her from a.m. to p.m., ayy\nThirty-six millimeter watch, we don't do those\nHopped out the dealer, then I popped out a two-door\nPussy pink hot, bitch, thot like a Nuvo, ayy\nCaught the nigga slippin' at a G5 (G5), ayy\nLouis V mask, got an Etai\nWe got Haitian-ass niggas yellin', \"Z fye\"\nThey ain't never ever 'bout to ever let the beef ride, pussy, ayy [Chorus: Kodak Black]\nAyy, all my niggas Z's, gang, gang\nA nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame\nI'm dyin' about this money and these chains\nI'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain\nAyy, all of my niggas is Z's, gang, gang\nA nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame\nI'm dyin' about this money and these chains\nI'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain\n[Verse 3: Jackboy]\nI'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain\nDidn't even get her name, but I still got that bitch brain\nI'ma just fuck it up, I promise we are not the same\nI'm in the cut tryna live it up, I don't give no fucks 'bout this fame\nWas on the block tryna climb to the top, out here selling crack rocks\nYou live in the house all day, probably playing on TikTok\nI done flooded my clock, I got big rocks on my watch\nI extended my Glock, tryna run down on an opp\nYeah, pussy nigga try to go against me, he gon' lose\nIf a nigga run up on me I promise I'll knock him right outta his shoes\nFuck you, pay me, I'm rude, uh\nFucked his bitch, now he in a bad mood\nPlay with me, then I'm bangin' dude\nSpeak on me, then I'm coming for you [Chorus: Kodak Black]\nAyy, all of my niggas Z's, gang, gang\nA nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame\nI'm dyin' about this money and these chains\nI'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain\nAyy, all of my niggas is Z's, gang, gang\nA nigga fuckin' with me, I'ma up that flame\nI'm dyin' about this money and these chains\nI'm fuckin' with lil' shawty, she come from Spain" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Loyal To The Game (G-Unit Remix) with the following description: From the tenth studio album and sixth posthumous studio album by Tupac Shakur, “Loyal to the Game”, released on December 14, 2004.\nThe song features 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks and Young Buck from when they were in G-Unit, and is like the rest of the album produced by Eminem.\nThe original title track was recorded in 1993 by 2Pac, Treach and Riddler for the film Above The Rim (1994) and was produced by Reginald Heard. You can check out that one here. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: 2Pac]\nI'm loyal to the game\n[Verse 1: 2Pac]\nNow I've got to ask on a nigga's ass, tell me will they blast me\nI think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me, now\nIt's gettin' crazy after dark, these narcs be like\nTryin' to shut me down but I'm too smart\nNow picture me scared of the penitentiary\nI've been movin' these things since the days of elementary\nNow tell me what you need when you see me\nI'm stackin' Gs, buyin' all the things on TV, believe me\nI got some killers on my payroll and they know\nWhen it's time to handle business, nigga, lay low\nAlthough I'm young, I'm still comin up\nI'm gettin' paid pullin' raises on niggas when they runnin' up\nThe first to pull the strap when there's drama\nBuster you ain't heard?\nI been slicin' motherfuckers since I lost my mama\nThere ain't a cop that can stop me\nMy posse is cocky and they don't wait until they drop me\nI'm loyal to the game\n[Chorus: 50 Cent]\nI do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin' (Nigga, I'm loyal to the game)\nYou get in my way and I cock and pop that thing (Man, I'm loyal to the game)\nIf you know what I know then you know I ain't playin'(I'm loyal to\nThe game)\nNigga get in my way and I'll blow out your brain [Verse 2: Young Buck]\nPossessed by the streets, you can't tell me that this ain't home\nI can't eat if the rest of this shit ain't gone\nI'm gettin' used to the needles on the bathroom sink\nGotta close my door because the back room stink (Woo)\nSee, daddy don't work, and mama don't drink\nBut daddy do dope, and mama can't think\nSo look like I'ma be the man of the house (Aight)\nGotta have somethin' to put in her hand when it's out (Yeah)\nUp early in the mornin' the first to get it\nThey say if you really want it, then come on with it\nSacrifice my life for this ice and these cars\nAnd I only spent thirty days behind bars (Haha)\nI ain't never had a job but my rent got paid\nI handled any beef that they sent my way (Ah)\nSo send me to the pen but you know I won't change\nIt's thug in my veins, \nI'm loyal to the game (I'm loyal to the game)\n[Chorus: 50 Cent]\nI do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin' (Nigga, I'm loyal to the game)\nYou get in my way and I cock and pop that thing (Man, I'm loyal to the game)\nIf you know what I know then you know I ain't playin' (I'm loyal to the game)\nNigga get in my way and I'll blow out your brain\n[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]\nYeah, it ain't my fault I came up fast\nAnd you're the name niggas bring up last\nAnd all the dames get a king up ass\nTen grand on every ring I flash\nLeap frog, and I'ma have to fling your ass\nI'm on the block where it's scorchin' hot\nIf you get caught in the crossfire, they'll have to peel you off the block\nI get 'dro by the pickle jar\nThese broke niggas wanna get the star\nSo I don't keep the four-nickel far\nMy lips is zipped, I'm loyal to the game\nBring your bitch around me, I'm spoilin' her brain\nGet more slugs to boil in your frame\n'Cause you got rocks and they got aluminum foil for a chain\nThe paint's the same color as oil in the Range\nI'm stingy, ain't got nothin' for you but some change\nYeah, I'm good now but the fact still remains\nThat the struggle that I'm from is attached to my name (Yeah) [Chorus: 50 Cent]\nI do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin' (Nigga, I'm loyal to the game)\nYou get in my way and I cock and pop that thing (Man, I'm loyal to the game)\nIf you know what I know then you know I ain't playin' (I'm loyal to the game)\nNigga get in my way and I'll blow out your brain\n[Outro: 2Pac]\nHaha, yeah\nTupac's in this motherfucker, uh\nG-Unit in the motherfuckin' house (Fuckin' house, haha)\n50, Banks, Buck" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Sweet One with the following description: “Sweet One” is a duet Katie Noonan and Sia started working on October 20, 2005. After the duet Sia talked about Katie and said “she is so amazing I want to explode”.\nThe song was written by Sia, Katie Noonan and Lester Mendez and featured on the 2010 album Emperor’s Box. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1: Sia]\nI was down on my luck and you picked me up\nI was only a breath from despair\nI was down on my luck and you cleaned me up\nThere was nothing that you couldn't bear\nYou dropped your plans, put my head in your hands\nAnd you told me that I would be fine\nYes you laid me down, sat with me for hours\nAnd you shared in a pain that was mine\n[Chorus: Sia]\nI'm looking for you\nI've nothing to lose\n[Verse 2: Katie Noonan]\nCome here sweet one\nLay down here with me and sing me your tale\nI need to sit awhile too\nAnd feel your smile and share my day\nI’m trying hard to stand\nStand here today, stand when my ground feels weak\nA great joy has set a cloud\nAnd I feel I’m stuck here underneath\n[Chorus: Katie Noonan]\nI'm looking for you\nI've nothing to lose [Bridge: Katie Noonan]\nSuspicion lies thick as I swim through uncomfortable again\nI can’t see you anymore, can you see me?\nFear exhausts your breath, just one away from despair\nYou’re looking out and the mirror seems blank again\nUp and down, up and down, up and down\nThis ride weighs me down\nHelp me push it away, help me push away\n[Chorus: Sia & Katie Noonan]\nI'm looking for you\nI've nothing to lose\nI'm looking for you\nI've nothing to lose" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called ​guidance with the following description: “guidance” has a distinct Dancehall vibe, and one of the few songs about failed relationships on the album, following “goosebumps”, “first take”, and “lose”.\nThis song remixes the K. Forest song of the same title, “Guidance.”\nThe DF-produced song samples an old instrumental of London based producer Flukes‘ “I Have Nothing”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Refrain: Travis Scott]\nAnd I found out that you're bad for me\nI found out that you had someone\nEvery time I get this drunk\nI hope I wake up in another place (I roll up, I roll up)\n[Chorus: K. Forest & \nTravis Scott\n]\nI roll up behind it (\nYeah\n), I wanna try it (\nYeah\n)\nGrip on your waist, bust up the place, tantalizin' (\nStraight up\n)\nYou're from the Islands, you stay wildin'\nI guide, I guide you like a pilot\n[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]\nHaven't been around this year (Yeah, yeah)\nI like to see you change your gears (It's lit)\nTo a motion that's more faster, babe\nI'm grippin' like I'm tryna catch up, babe\n[Verse 1: Travis Scott]\nPump up, follow me\nRumble, follow me (Yeah)\nRoll up, follow me\nPop two, follow me (Straight up)\nDo you like that? Follow me\nNicest, follow me\nBackwards, follow me\nPractice, follow me, yeah (It's lit)\nHop up, it's time for a switch (Yeah)\nLightskin girls like the hair, man, it come with a twist\nBadmon, badmon, yeah you know it come with a risk (Risk)\nI ain't a bouncer but the way you bouncin'\nI might just frisk ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Chorus: Travis Scott]\nI roll up behind it (Yeah), I wanna try it (Yeah)\nGrip up your waist, bust up the place, tantalizin' (Straight up)\nYou need some guidance, you stay wildin'\nI'ma guide you like a pilot\n[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]\nHaven't been around this year (Yeah, yeah)\nI like to see you change your gears (It's lit!)\nTo a motion that's more faster, (Bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop) babe\nI'm grippin' like I'm tryna (Grrah) catch up, babe\n[Refrain: Travis Scott]\nAnd I found out that you're bad for me\nI found out that you had someone\nEvery time I get this drunk\nI hope I wake up in another place (I roll up, I roll up)\n[Bridge: K. Forest]\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh, oh [Verse 2: Travis Scott]\nYou silent, you quiet\nWhat happened to the loud talkin'?\nAll that noise, you done?\nAre you finished? Or are you done?\nHow you been with your workout visits?\nGot my 'scription\nGot my attention\nYou know my intentions\nYou know nobody know our business (No)\nGod's our witness (Yeah)\nLit like my wrist is\nOnly like it when you're at your littest (It's lit)\n[Chorus: Travis Scott]\nI roll up behind it (Yeah), I wanna try it (Yeah)\nGrip up your waist, bust up the place, tantalizin' (Straight up)\nYou need some guidance, you stay wildin'\nI'ma guide you like a pilot\n[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]\nHaven't been around this year (Yeah, yeah)\nI like to see you change your gears (It's lit)\nTo a motion that's more faster, babe\nI'm grippin' like I'm tryna catch up, babe [Outro: Travis Scott]\nBop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop, grrrrr\n(I roll up, I roll up)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Dua Lipa’s Tattoos with the following description: This non-music page is a documentation of pop singer Dua Lipa’s tattoos. Dua got her first tattoo in January 2015 and has since racked up an impressive collection. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "Left Arm\nDancing people\n\"Future Nostalgia\"\n\"THIS MEANS NOTHING\"\nPalm Tree\n\"PATIENCE\"\n\"R\" and \"G\"\nBarbed wire heart\nFlame\nRight Arm\nDancing people\n\"245\"\n\"ANGEL\"\nRose\nStarburst\n\"Mum - Dad\"\n\"SUNNY HILL\"\nSmiley face\nحب (\"Love\" in Arabic)\nRight Leg\nEye" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Comb Over with the following description: Download 28 Grams here!\nExpand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nFor real man, we need that whip\nThat's the car I need\nMotherfucker hit a plane and the plane blew up\nUgh, yup\n[Verse 1]\nStanding in the mirror\nMy vision of that money getting clearer\nScratch that, it's getting nearer\nSome of this actually happened\nI was weed nappin'\nWasn't shit\nNow they pay us for the raps we kick\nMy hotel smell like confidence\nThey hate us but that weed smoke bring on compliments\nSo roll this paper\nTell the waitress - get my drink from off the coaster\nBring the bitch that love to smoke and get the weight from off my shoulders\n[Interlude]\nYeah, I be flying everywhere nigga\nSometimes I don't even know where the fuck I'm at\nI be waking up, random motherfuckers be knocking on my door and shit\nLike \"who the fuck is that?\"\nNosey ass cleaning lady\nYou wanna hit this weed? [Verse 2]\nStains from your make-up\nRoll me up a joint soon as I wake up\nYoung nigga, but got my cake up\nNow I'm hoppin' off of the plane\nSmelling like the sweetest scent, weed is lit\nLook at my bitch, we the shit\nProbably high - what they say when they see us\nBut they never say that we broke\nKush in every J that we smoke\nPutting rings on every finger\nNever put 'em out, just let the smoke linger\nChampagne for the girls, straight shots for my niggas\nStarted small but now the money getting bigger\nIt all get better with time\nRather go hard instead of unwind\nAnd play your part and I'mma play mine\n[Interlude 2]\nFeel me?\nMotherfuckers always speakin' out of turn\nThey don't know nothin' about this shit\nThat's why I'm me and you're you\nMatter of fact, fuck that\nThis Taylor Gang\nT.G.O.D. nigga\nAin't shit changed gang\nWhat up Ricky P\nRichard\nDon't smoke that pound without me Richard\nDon't eat your dinner in the bathroom [Outro]\nJim Brown smash baby\nOh shit! We get to see the tits?\nHere we go!\nGet her Jim! Get her Jim!\nOh shit!\nI don't get no sleep\nI'm fresh off the plane\nI don't get no sleep, God damn" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Psychic with the following description: “Psychic” is a rhythmic banger that sees Chris and Jack questioning how their respective significant others know things that they didn’t expect them to know over a sample of Cassie’s April 2006 single, “Me & U,” from her self-titled debut studio album. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Chris Brown]\nBabe\nGirl, you psychic, psychic\nDon't be lookin' at me sideways, sideways\nGirl, you psychic, psychic\nOh-oh\nSexy, sexy\nIt's your life, your way\nI know you psychic, psychic\nStop lookin' at me sideways\n'Cause I wanna\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\nI wanna know how she know (Me)\nAnd how she readin' my mind (She)\nShe catch me every time\nShe might be psychic (Yeah)\nBut I like it\nShe know about them other girls (The freaks)\nBut she's still on my mind (For weeks)\nHer third eye's always on me\nMight be psychic (Yeah)\nBut I like it, yeah\n[Verse 1: Chris Brown]\nLoosen up (Swear)\nBaby, you're a dimе, can you choose me up? (Yeah)\nYou know I'm not with all of thе goofy stuff (Stupid)\nNo rush, don't confuse yourself\nI told you plenty times, I been through some stuff\nA lot on my mind, yeah, time's get rough\nYou give me a sign, now let me up, up high\nI got the keys in the trunk (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nIf it come down to it, would you lie for me? (\nYeah, yeah\n)\nPut your life on the line, cry for me? (For me)\nAll I'm askin' from you is a little loyalty\nAll I'm askin' from you is a little loyalty, yeah-yeah [Chorus: Chris Brown]\nI wanna know how she know (Me)\nAnd how she readin' my mind (She)\nShe catch me every time\nShe might be psychic (Yeah)\nBut I like it\nShe know about them other girls (The freaks, oh)\nBut she's still on my mind (For weeks, yeah)\nHer third eye's always on me\nMight be psychic (Yeah)\nBut I like it, yeah\n[Verse 2: Jack Harlow]\nI know it's late, but there's so much I could offer you\nI know you can't get these party promoters off of you\nBut tell me, would you slide for me if I called for you?\nHop in the shower, let me wash that club off of you\nAnd I got some Colgate for that Casamigos\nI know that tequila aggravate your alter ego\nAnd that little body that you got is like a cheat code\nYou a sweetheart, but I know that you a freak though (Freak though)\nI know you at the club sippin' Clicquot\nRappin' to that Durkio, but you know I know that you a geek though\nI know that you watch anime, I know you'd rather be home\nI know you had a emo phase and you had a ringtone\nThat went like, \n\"\nYou've been waiting so long\n\"\nYes, I have and I'm growin' impatient\nGrowin' up, I used to go in the basement\nNow I'm grown and we on the top floor, it's amazin'\nThe penthouse, NASA, I'll show you what space is\nFirst, second, third, I could show you the bases\nI don't have to say shit 'cause I feel like you know what I'm thinkin' [Chorus: Chris Brown]\nI wanna know how she know (Me)\nAnd how she readin' my mind (She)\nShe catch me every time\nShe might be psychic (Might be, yeah)\nBut I like it\nShe know about them other girls (The freaks, she knows about them girls)\nBut she's still on my mind (For weeks, always on my mind)\nHer third eye's always on me (Ooh)\nMight be psychic (Yeah)\nBut I like it, yeah (Oh-woah)\n[Verse 3: Chris Brown]\nShawty psychic, she sideways\nShawty lookin' so good, she my taste\nMake me feel so good in every way\nYou keep readin' my mind, baby, so I hope you understand\nGirl, you're psychic, psychic (Woo)\nGirl, you're lookin' so good, you're my taste (Woo)\nShe make me feel so good in every way\nStop lookin' at me sideways, girl, 'cause I know you understand me\n[Chorus: Chris Brown]\nI wanna know how she know (Me)\nAnd how she readin' my mind (She)\nShe catch me every time\nShe might be psychic (Yeah)\nBut I like it\nShe know about them other girls (The freaks)\nBut she's still on my mind (For weeks)\nHer third eye's always on me (Might be)\nMight be psychic (Yeah)\nBut I like it, yeah [Outro]\nYou've been waiting so long\nBeen waiting so—\nYou've been waiting so long\nBeen waiting so—\nYou've been waiting so long, I'm here to answer your call" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called The Exchange with the following description: “The Exchange” is an unreleased demo by Camila Cabello. This song is about how Camila doesn’t want to be with the man she is currently with, and instead wants to be with someone else. Therefore, Camila wants to “exchange” her partner.\nThis track was recorded before Camila left girl group, Fifth Harmony and hadn’t made any solo music yet. When she first started songwriting by herself, Camila did not make her own beats—instead she used instrumentals. The beat for this song is from friend and tour-mate, Taylor Swift’s “Treacherous.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nCame across a picture of you and her online\nShe looks at you like she knows that you’re bored out of your mind\nI'm wrapped in his arms\nFeeling perfectly alone\nBut I know there's been a mix-up\nBecause I wish his hands were yours\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo come closer, closer\nDarling, I thought of a plan\nLet me whisper, whisper\nSo that you can understand\nWe'll be dressed in, dressed in\nAll black from head to toe\nOnly we'll know, only we'll know\n[Chorus]\nI think we should trade\nCupid told me he was drunk that day\nAnd so he shot two arrows the wrong way\nI heard him say\nI think we should trade\nWe'll tell him let's go on a double date\nAnd meet us up at six in the cafe\nWe'll run away\nAnd call it the exchange [Verse 2]\nBlink twice if it's true\nBut do you think about it too (you, you do)\nYou said you're running out with her\nIt tells me that you do (I know that you do)\nThere's beats that I've been skippin'\nWhen my head is on your chest (you, you do)\nAnd you know if it were us two\nIt'd be cardiac arrest\n[Pre-Chorus]\nSo come closer, closer\nDarling, I thought of a plan\nLet me whisper, whisper\nSo that you can understand\nWe'll be dressed in, dressed in\nAll black from head to toe\nOnly we'll know, only we'll know, woah\n[Chorus]\nI think we should trade\nCupid told me he was drunk that day\nAnd so he shot two arrows the wrong way\nI heard him say\n[Bridge]\nNow that you know it's true, know it's true\nThere's nothing like me and you\nAnd you've been trying to say it ain't true, but it's starving me how I look at you\nI know that you know it's true, know it's true\nThere's nothing like me and you\nAnd you've been trying to say it ain't true, but it's starving me how I love you\nI know that you know it's true, know it's true\nThere's nothing like me and you\nAnd you've been trying to say it ain't true, but it's starving me how I look at you\nI know that you know\nThere's nothing like me and you [Chorus]\nI think we should trade\nWe'll tell him we'll go on a double date\nAnd meet us up at six in the cafe\nWe'll run away\nWhat do you say we run away?\nWe'll call it the exchange" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Welcome 2 Hell with the following description: Eminem and Royce da 5'9\" open their introduction as the Bad Meets Evil duo to welcome their listeners to the Hell: The Sequel EP in their own unique way by trying to outdo each other using double-time flow on the intro song “Welcome 2 Hell”, foreshadowing the lyrical masterclass that is to come in the tracks past it.\nAs the song progresses, Em’s and Royce’s turns get shorter until by the end they’ve merged and are finishing each other’s lines, symbolizing their presence as a single entity on the album. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Eminem]\nYeah (Yeah)\nTold you we'd be back (Told you we'd be back)\nWelcome to Hell (Welcome to Hell)\nHeh!\n[Verse 1: Eminem & \nRoyce da 5'9\"\n]\nThere's a switch I flip, emotions cut off\nSo cold, I done froze my butt off\nAnd this ain't even the tip of the iceberg yet\nIt's like squirtin' a squirt gun in the ocean, fuck all\nOther words, I ain't put a dent in the game compared to the damage I've yet to do\nAs long as you still have feelings to hurt,\n \nI'll be around as long as you let me get to you\nLong as I got two balls to palm, I'll be the bomb, you? Just a false alarm\nGet scant, little piss-ants, and see if I don't come along and stomp your farm\nThunder and lightning, rain, hail, sleet with a tornado's the kinda brainstorm I get\nSo when wind starts blowin’ shit\nTalk about goin’ in? Goin’ insane’s more like it\nWizard of words when he spits hazardous with it\n \nlike a disastrous blizzard\nSo you better listen quick, fast, don't miss it\nYeah, go ahead, little, prick bastard, diss it\nBut when you get hit with a sick-ass explicit flow\nDon't ask how much of his passion is it that goes in it\nJust know that all he knows is that it's better to kick ass than kiss it\nDick Dastardly of audacity\nMental capacity, unmatched it has to be stopped but it can't be\nBut man, I can't just keep doin' 'em like that or no one'll rap with me (\nYeah\n)\nExcept one, you ask who is it? [Verse 2: Royce da 5’9” & \nEminem\n]\nGuess who just came through to blast you bitches?\nWith the ratchet, the book of Matthew, a book of matches\nLighting 'em under white linen (\nOh!\n)\nYou 'bout to have to admit it\nThey pass you the mic, ask you spit it\nAnd you got handed your own ass, your ass in your own hands\nI'm sure they gon' laugh when you go into to the bathroom with it (Haha) (Woo)\nNow with what would you come against us?\nBetter be somethin' with a Bigfoot pedigree\nEasily, these are the reasons that we need to be in y'all prayer\nEach region breeds 'em, MCs that wanna be the remise\nThat they wanna breathe our air (Yeah)\n, \nwith these ideas (Yeah)\nAnybody thinkin' the game don't need the bad and the evil regime\nThat's like saying that the Bad Boy Piston team didn't need Isiah\n[Verse 3: Eminem]\nShit, piss, and bleed, this is a different breed of MCs, I swear\nBetter beware, there's too much at stake and to find someone this raw on a beat is rare\nYou can kiss my ass and eat shit stains out my underwear that I don’t even wear\n[Verse 4: Royce da 5’9” & \nEminem\n]\nThis gotta be no fair (Fair), this like hitting the lottery, oh yeah (Yeah)\nWho you know hotter? There gotta be no pair (Pair)\nShotty that I got'll lobotomy your hair\nClassic, smash it, smother it, read it and weep it\nPerhaps you will have no rebuttal and (\nWoo\n)\nIn fact, you seein' me in this rappin' is like saying\nTila Tequila can sing like Jazmine Sullivan [Verse 5: Eminem & \nRoyce da 5'9\"\n]\nBack to bash your skull again,\n \npush a bitch out the Aspen\nAnd tell her get the fuck outta Dodge (Dodge Aspen)\nShouldn't have to explain my metaphors\nYou has-beens are duller than color books that ain’t colored in\nSecond and third, fourth wind, got another wind\nHere they come again, none other than Bad and Evil\nAlso known as Saddam and Osama Bin\nIt's been a long time, but I bet that neither one of us\nHave felt sicker than we do right now\nAnd we only get iller with time\nMe and Nickel fuckin' shit up on the dime\nSo telling us to pipe down is like talking to a meth head\nBruce Willis on his death bed, last breath with an infection\nFightin' it while he's watchin' internet porn, 'bout to meet his death with an erection, my God (\nMy God\n)\nWhat I mean is David Carradine jackin' his penis in front of his tripod, choking his own neck\nWhat part you don't get? I'm saying I die hard!\n[Verse 6: Royce da 5’9”, \n with Eminem\n, \nEminem\n]\nWhen you listening to \nmy bars\n, nothing but the F-\nI-R-E\nComing out your iPod, \nwe\n come up in a place\nChicks heads start spinnin' like motherfuckin' white walls\nGot your mother suckin' my balls while\n \nwe\n \nfuck each other\n, \nwe\n \npunch each other in the eyeballs\nAnd I never say, \"I'm so–\nrry,\" the 5’9” and the \nFire Marshall\nWe\n \nspit with an intensity\n \nto shut shit down\nIn the industry, two different entities with a propensity\nTo put these N-U-Ts up inside of your fuckin'\nMouth\n (\nHaha, haha\n) [Outro: Eminem]\nOh shit (Oh shit), stop it (Stop it)\nYo, welcome to the CD (Welcome to the CD)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called TOPIA TWINS with the following description: “TOPIA TWINS,” track eleven on UTOPIA, sees Travis Scott alongside 21 Savage & Rob49 feeding into a false utopia. More specifically when he says:\nTwin Bitches hoppin' off a jetski\nTravis seems to think that bringing these women to his hotel room will bring them closer to utopia, and that his surface level fantasies can fulfill his own fantasy. However, as exemplified in “CIRCUS MAXIMUS”, falling into the lifestyle of what is assumed from the public will only bring one to their own dystopia; on the surface it may seem they’ve reached peace, but it only brings torture to the soul.\nThis track’s title “TOPIA TWINS” contains an interesting omission of the letter “U” from utopia. It might be a subtle reference to false utopias and dystopias, meaning Travis is aware of his own shortcomings. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro: Travis Scott & \nRob49\n]\nTwin bitches, twin bitches\nTwin bitches hoppin' off a jetski (\nYeah\n)\n(Ayy, what we doin'?)\nTwin bitches, twin bitches (\nYeah\n)\nTwin bitches hoppin' off a jetski (\nYeah, yeah\n)\n[Verse 1: Rob49]\nIt's so hard to hide I'm a dawg, nigga, I make a mistake and show it\nWay I shoot my shot at all these hoes, I fuck my shoulder up\nTravis, what if they twins and they Siamese, but they wanna fuck us both? (Yeah)\nBuy her what she want and suck her toes, I'm tryna make her cum\nTold her throw it back and put that pussy on me (Yeah)\n[Verse 2: Travis Scott & \nRob49\n]\nTold her sit it on this dick, I took the glizzy off me\nAnd you know this life been busy, man, I'm \nBizzy, homie\nAnd I come through, throw a pack, she never leave me lonely (\nYeah\n, yeah)\nI can't do no cuddles, can't stay 'til the mornin' (\nCan't stay 'til the mornin'\n)\nShe an angel in the streets, a demon undercover (\nYeah\n)\nLie to shorty like I hate her, fuck her like I love her (\nFuck her like I love her\n)\nI be stuntin' like my daddy, I'm from New Orleans project (From New Orleans project)\nYeah\n[Chorus: Travis Scott]\nSittin' sideways\n with a drink while I think\nBitches get cold in the summer, keep a mink\nTell me what you doin' for her, better not think\nAnother nigga do it for her before you blink\nHighway movin' right behind me, a fleet\nIf she get too annoyin', find a beach\nTwin bitches, twin bitches\nTwin bitches hoppin' off a jetski (Perfect) [Verse 3: 21 Savage & \nTravis Scott\n]\nTwin bitches (21), twin Dracs\nTwin Glocks, twin jets (21)\nCharter planes, I don't ride prop\nSlow stroke (Yeah, \nperfect\n) from the back, I been drinkin' Wock'\nX-rays, CAT scans, nigga, ask my opps (21)\nTen bad bitches in the studio, they all props (\nPerfect\n)\nTreat them niggas like rhythmic radio, they all pop\nShould've got some lipo', she got shots, now her ass dropped\nSlime sittin' in the cell, I bet he comin' home like Pac (On God, \nperfect\n)\nShe give me wet mouth, I need a mop\nI don't want that clean head, lil' bitch, I want that slop (21)\nShe can't bring her phone, ain't no givin' out my drop\nRockin' Lanvins when I step on niggas' blocks (On God)\nNeed a dealer license, all these cars I done copped\nThey keep lookin' for her head, but it's goin' down like Joc (21)\nOh, he think he tough? He just actin', he The Rock (Yeah)\nAmazon Prime, give me two days, I bet he drop (Pussy)\n[Chorus: Travis Scott]\nSittin' sideways with a drink while I think\nBitches get cold in the summer, keep a mink\nTell me what you doin' for her, better not think\nAnother nigga do it for her before you blink\nHighway movin' right behind me, a fleet\nIf she get too annoyin', find a beach\nTwin bitches, twin bitches\nTwin bitches hoppin' off a jetski [Verse 4: Travis Scott & \n21 Savage\n]\nIt's not electric, this shit gassed up, can you catch it? (Skrrt, skrrt)\nThe Virgil jetski one of one-fifty, check the leverage (\nPussy\n)\nGot two twins, they top tier, that's my favorite fetish\nDeep in her throat 'til she tear, I'm her favorite beverage (Straight up)\nRan out of time, made ten APs, man, I can't retire\nBeen on the road collectin' rubber bands to match attire (Yeah)\nI got the vision, ain't no dippin' in that ayahuasca\nThis shit get thicker than a bitch with stripes, LSU Tigers (\nPussy\n)\nAyy, twin, call up twin, tell her I'm in town now (\n21\n)\nLondon bitch, she wanna link, she dropped the pin to pound town (\n21\n)\nAss thick, when she walk, it got its own surround sound (\nYeah\n)\nAnd she tryna ride me like a wave, I'ma drown, drown\nShe say she like the way the soul chop, it make her bounce, bounce (\n21\n)\nShe from the west, but when she with me, she from down south\nFlew into town, not to hotel, but to the town house\nI send the drop, they hit the drop, we brought the drops out (\nOn God\n)\n[Chorus: Travis Scott & \n21 Savage\n]\nSittin' sideways with a drink while I think\nBitches get cold in the summer, keep a mink\nTell me what you doin' for her, better not think\nAnother nigga do it for her before you blink (\nOn God\n)\nHighway movin' right behind me, a fleet\nIf she get too annoyin', find a beach (\n21\n)\nTwin bitches, twin bitches (\nYeah\n)\nTwin bitches hoppin' off a jetski" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called I Gotta Feeling with the following description: As the second single of The Black Eyed Peas' E.N.D. era, this track came to be the most successful off the album.\nAfter the single’s success, the group released Invasion Of I Gotta Feeling – Megamix EP, which had different remixes of the song by other artists including David Guetta. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Chorus: will.i.am, \nwill.i.am & Fergie\n]\nI got a feeling\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good, good night\nA feeling\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good, good night\nA feeling, woo-hoo\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good, good night\nA feeling, woo-hoo\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good, good night\n (A feel-)\n[Post-Chorus: will.i.am & Fergie, \nwill.i.am\n]\nTonight's the night\nLet's live it up\nI got my money\nLet's spend it up (\nI feel-\n)\nGo out and smash it\nLike oh my God\nJump off that sofa\nLet's kick it off (\nI feel-\n) [Verse 1: Fergie, \nwill.i.am & Fergie\n, \nwill.i.am\n]\nI know that we'll have a ball\nIf we get down and go out and just lose it all\nI feel\n stressed out, I wanna let it go\nLet's go way out, spaced out\nAnd losin' all control (\nI feel-\n)\n[Refrain: will.i.am, \nFergie\n]\nFill up my cup\nMazel tov\nLook at her dancin'\nJust take it off (I feel-)\nLet's paint the town\nWe'll shut it down\nLet's burn the roof\nAnd then we'll do it again\n (I feel-)\nLet's do it, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it\nAnd do it, and do it, \nlet's live it up\nAnd do it, and do it, and do it, do it, do it\nLet's do it, let's do it, let's do it\n[Chorus: will.i.am, \nwill.i.am & Fergie\n]\n'Cause I got a feeling, \nwoo-hoo\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good, good night\nA feeling, \nwoo-hoo\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good, good night\n (A feel-) [Post-Chorus: will.i.am & Fergie, \nwill.i.am\n, \nFergie\n]\nTonight's the night \n(Hey)\nLet's live it up \n(Let's live it up)\nI got my money \n(I'm paying)\nLet's spend it up \n(Let's spend it up)\nGo out and smash it \n(Smash it)\nLike oh my God \n(Like oh my God)\nJump off that sofa \n(Come on)\nLet's kick it off\n[Refrain: will.i.am & \nFergie\n]\nFill up my cup \n(Drank)\nMazel tov (L'chaim)\nLook at her dancin' \n(Move it, move it)\nJust take it off\nLet's paint the town (Paint the town)\nWe'll shut it down (Shut it down)\nLet's burn the roof\nAnd then we'll do it again\nLet's do it, let's do it, let's do it, let's do it (Let's do it)\nAnd do it (do it), and do it, \nlet's live it up\nAnd do it (do it), and do it (and do it)\nAnd do it (and), do it (and), do it (and do it)\nLet's do it (and do it), let's do it (and do it)\nLet's do it (hey), do it (hey), do it (hey), do it [Verse 2: will.i.am]\nHere we come, here we go\nWe gotta rock\nEasy come, easy go\nNow we on top\nFill the shot, body rock\nRock it, don't stop\nRound and round, up and down\nAround the clock\n[Bridge: will.i.am & Fergie]\nMonday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday (Do it)\nFriday, Saturday, Saturday to Sunday (Do it)\nGet, get, get, get with us\nYou know what we say\nParty every day\nP-p-p-party every day\n[Chorus: will.i.am, \nwill.i.am & Fergie\n]\nAnd I'm feeling, woo-hoo\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good, good night\nA feeling, woo-hoo\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good night\nThat tonight's gonna be a good, good night\n[Outro: will.i.am]\nWoo-hoo" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Rockabye (No Rap Edit) with the following description: “Rockabye (No Rap Edit)” is a new version of Clean Bandit’s Rockabye without Sean Paul’s rap verse or background vocals. The second verse has been completely replaced by a new verse by Anne-Marie. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Verse 1]\nShe works the nights, by the water\nShe's gone astray, so far away from her father's daughter\nShe just wants a life for her baby\nAll on her own, no one will come, she's got to save him\n[Pre-Chorus]\nShe tells him, \"Oh, love\nNo one's ever gonna hurt you, love\nI'm gonna give you all of my love\nNobody matters like you\"\nShe tells him, \"Your life\nAin't gonna be nothing like my life\nYou're gonna grow and have a good life\nI'm gonna do what I've got to do\"\n[Chorus]\nSo, rockabye baby, rockabye\nI'm gonna rock you\nRockabye baby, don't you cry\nSomebody's got you\nRockabye baby, rockabye\nI'm gonna rock you\nRockabye baby, don't you cry\n[Post-Chorus]\nRockabye\nNo, oh-oh\nRockabye [Verse 2]\nShe found her love, way too early\nHe left her there, with more than tears and hurt to carry\nThey said \"Too young, what are you thinking?\"\nThey told her \"Choose\", she chose to use her heart and keep him\n[Refrain]\nNow she got a six-year-old\nTrying to keep him warm\nTrying to keep out the cold\nWhen he looks in her eyes\nHe don't know he is safe\n[Pre-Chorus]\nWhen she says \"oh, love\nNo one's ever gonna hurt you, love\nI'm gonna give you all of my love\nNobody matters like you\"\n[Chorus]\nSo, rockabye baby, rockabye\nI'm gonna rock you\nRockabye baby, don't you cry\nSomebody's got you\nSo, rockabye baby, rockabye\nI'm gonna rock you\nRockabye baby, don't you cry [Post-Chorus]\nRockabye\nNo, oh-oh\nRockabye\n[Refrain]\nNow she got a six-year-old\nTrying to keep him warm\nTrying to keep out the cold\nWhen he looks in her eyes\nHe don't know he is safe when she says\n[Pre-Chorus]\nShe tells him, \"Oh, love\nNo one's ever gonna hurt you, love\nI'm gonna give you all of my love\nNobody matters like you\"\nShe tells him, \"Your life\nAin't gonna be nothing like my life\nYou're gonna grow and have a good life\nI'm gonna do what I've got to do\", yeah\n[Chorus]\nSo, rockabye baby, rockabye\nI'm gonna rock you\nRockabye baby, don't you cry\nSomebody's got you\nRockabye baby, rockabye\nI'm gonna rock you\nRockabye baby, don't you cry [Post-Chorus]\nRockabye\nNo, oh-oh\nRockabye" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called 20 Min with the following description: “20 Min” is the last track of Luv Is Rage 2 (Deluxe). Here Uzi describes the first time he met his ex-girlfriend, Brittany Byrd. This song also talks about other women that have approached Uzi in his music career.\n“20 Min” was a much awaited song by fans once Lil Uzi previewed a 30 second snippet of it. Fans could hear the last line of the pre-chorus all the way to the line “But I treat it like my city show.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Pre-Chorus]\nI said, \"Girl, why you keep callin'?\"\nI said, \"Girl, why you keep callin'?\", yeah\nShe said, \"I need a new whip,\" yeah\n\"'Cause I know that you still ballin'\"\nShe just wanna go back to the future, so I brought that girl a DeLorean\nTwenty more minutes until I got' go, so I told that girl I'm gonna slaughter it\n[Chorus]\nI met that girl right up at my show\nLeft her man in the crowd on the floor\nOut of town never saw her before\nTold her, \"Baby, we don't got that long\"\nListen, this not my city show\nBut I treat it like my city show\nTwenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on (Yeah)\nTwenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on\nTwenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on\nYeah, I am not slow, these girls just want me 'cause I got the dough\nPass that girl right on my friend, give and go (What?)\nHe pass me her friend, so they switchin' roles\n (Yeah, yeah)\n[Verse 1]\nI hit it fast (Fast), yeah, I hit it slow (Slow, slow)\nBut by the mornin', girl, I gotta go\n (Go, yeah)\nGotta get ready, tonight is my show\nIf you okay, you might open my show\nGot the big pointers right under my nose (Skrrt)\nThese niggas mad 'cause I got all the dough\nThese niggas mad 'cause I got all the dough\n (Yeah)\nChangin' my style 'cause I got every flow (What?)\nGot every girl, ain't no toppin' my hoes (Yeah)\nI understand that is your girlfriend, bro\nBut you know I gotta keep her close\nOpen your legs and I keep 'em closed\nLivin' life on the edge, on a tightrope\nI am so clean, I might start movin' soap\n (Yeah)\nDrive a new \n'Rari\n, I don't need a note (Skrrt)\nDrive a Bugatti like it's a Volvo\nI got your girl and you already know (Skrrt)\nDon't really like her, we friends for the most\nCuban link tri-color, all on my choker (Yeah, skrrt)\nDon't leave the crumb, got the bread, then you toast\nIf you start touchin' my gun, got no holst'\nI put a coat on the top of my coat\nOnly twenty minutes before the show (Show) [Chorus]\nI met that girl right up at my show\nLeft her man in the crowd on the floor\nOut of town, never saw her before\nTold her, \"Baby, we don't got that long\"\nListen, this not my city show\nBut I treat it like my city show\nTwenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on (Yeah)\nTwenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on\nTwenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on\nYeah, I am not slow, these girls just want me, 'cause I got the dough\nPass that girl right on my friend, give and go (What?)\nHe pass me her friend, so they switchin' roles (Yeah, yeah)\n[Verse 2]\nDamn, I just started it (Started), man, I just started it (Started)\nOh my God, please, do not bother me\nDon't got enough just to order me (Yeah)\nI'm on that tree like an ornament\nMoney so long like accordion\n (Woo)\nYou lied to me, wasn't sorry then\nOn the weekend, you was partyin'\nIt was just me, you was targetin' (Yeah)\nIt was just me, you was targetin' (Target)\nJump in the Porsche, I might target it (Skrrt)\nJump in the \nLamb'\n, I ain't parkin' it (Skrrt)\nIce is so cold, I snowboard in it\n (Blaow)\nGo to my show, they applaud me in\nShe call my phone with emergency (Ayy)\nShe call my phone with that urgency (Ayy) [Pre-Chorus]\nI said, \"Girl, why you keep callin'?\" (Woo, ayy)\nI said, \"Girl, why you keep callin'?\", yeah\nShe said, \"I need a new whip,\" yeah (Skrrt)\n\"'Cause I know that you still ballin'\" (Ball)\nShe just wanna go back to the future, so, I brought that girl a DeLorean (Yah)\nTwenty more minutes until I got' go, so, I told that girl that I'm gonna slaughter it (Yeah)\n[Chorus]\nI met that girl right up at my show\nLeft her man in the crowd on the floor\nOut of town, never saw her before\nTold her, \"Baby, we don't got that long\"\nListen, this not my city show\nBut I treat it like my city show\nTwenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on (Yeah)\nTwenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on\nTwenty more minutes until I'm on, twenty more minutes until I'm on\nYeah, I am not slow, these girls just want me, 'cause I got the dough\nPass that girl right on my friend, give and go (What?)\nHe pass me her friend, so they switchin' roles (Yeah, yeah)" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Rise with the following description: Rise is the ballad of the album, it’s a cute sad song but also a motivation song. When you are feeling so down or you got a mental breakdown, but you know it’s gonna be alright, you are gonna rise. It’s also about how Kanada is putting much effort into something they love for just people to make fun of them. Kanada is still proud of their art.Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nAll my life, I've been making art\nWhich I'm proud but they tell me I'm wrong\n[Verse 1]\nWhat if I'm not thinking you're right?\nWhat if I think I'm doing good thing?\nLike we think otherwise, I will rise\n[Pre-Chorus 1]\nYou hate it 'cause you ain't create it\n[Chorus 1]\nI made it, this is why you don't like it\nUnloved people have feelings too\nNot just you\nYou're so selfish with your fetish\nYou don't understand\nI mean you act like, end\n[Verse 2]\nI will rise, pulverize\nThat's my size, neutralize\nIt's okay, I'm not their dog\nThey'll go to jail and in my blog [Pre-Chorus 2]\nAll my life, I've been playing games\nStupid games, such a shame\n[Chorus 2]\nI can rise, that's just lies\nI'll show these guys that I will rise\nI have to rise without red eyes\nI deserve better, truly not a loser\n[Outro]\nAll my life, I've been making art\nI will rise, I can rise" } ]

[ { "from": "human", "value": "Write me a song called Won’t Land with the following description: This song is on Wiz’s Burn After Rolling mixtape, his 7th.\nThe sample is from Camp Lo’s “Luchini (This is It).”Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song." }, { "from": "gpt", "value": "[Intro]\nYeah\nHold on, turn me up a little bit more\nYeah, bitch\nI always wanted to do this shit\nThis is it, what\nLuchini\nNigga, yeah\n[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]\nFresh up off the plane\nReal niggas embrace my music and bitches go insane\nEven the kids throwing up the gang\nThey don't bother pronouncing my name, they just look at my chain\nBoy, how much you spent on it?\nThis ain't nothing but hard work and what you can get from it\nAin't no toilet paper, but this smell like the shit don't it?\nSmoking chronic and drinking gin 'til we get sick stomached\nAnd them suckers ain't gotta like it 'cause your bitch love it\nI'mma roll it, she gonna light it\nTell me she in desperate need of a pilot\nI told her kick her feet up\nWe gonna go to my crib, soon as I roll this weed up\nCall some friends of yours and we could all have a smoke-out\nYou ain't gotta hold it too long, this is rapper weed\nCouple hits is all you gonna need\nIn my Versace frames, I'm blazed\nSomewhere on the island, smoking some ray\nMiddle of the day, drunk dialing\nBe surprised by how high a nigga get\nI'm a different kind of fly, we ain't on the same shit, nigga [Hook]\nI won't land\nWon't land, won't land\nI won't land\nWon't land, won't land\nI won't land\nWon't land, won't land\nI won't land\nWon't land, won't land\nI won't land\n(Hey Jerm, keep all that, that's great\nI'mma just run the next one, that cool?)\n[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]\nNo need to apologize, you should know how fly niggas do\nOnly EZ-Widers\n, been done with them cigarillos, fool\nI been on the road, shopping and killing them interviews\nHeard I left a major deal, but my paper major still\nAnd all of them fans in love with me, 'cause I say what's real\nSo I can never give a fuck how a hater feel\nBut, uh, every time they send a driver for me and Will\nI call it doing my talking on the field\nAt first niggas was tough, they don't wanna be gangstas now\nTraces of my flow, yeah, they copy and paste my style\nWouldn't think I notice it, while in my hotel\nSmoking with your bitch, fool\nAnd this is it, what\nRelax your feet, put on some music, roll a zip up\nAnd we gonna smoke it 'til it's gone, ever see me cough?\nCan't speak for suckers who do because I'm G'd up\nWhat\nHaha! Ah [Hook]\nI won't land\nWon't land, won't land\nI won't land\nWon't land, won't land\nI won't land\nWon't land, won't land\nI won't land\nWon't land, won't land\nI won't land\n[Outro]\nYeah\nTaylor Gang, Paper Planes\nShit you burn after you roll\nHoes everywhere we go\nThey payin' for my shows\nModel bitches and hella smoke" } ]