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A carefree individual is offering their help to a friend, suggesting that they'll provide them with an exciting, rebellious experience and a "potion" that will help them feel better. The song is a combination of catchy tunes, dance moves, and a casual, confident demeanor. [/INST]

Lyrics: Lil' buddy what you want? Some violent shit!
Two-step and lay back, still wilin' shit
Whattup? Hey baby, I got the potion
Take a sip of this and put your back in motion
Lil' buddy what you want? Some violent shit!
Two step and lay back, still wilin' shit
Whattup? Hey baby, I got the potion
Take a sip of this and put your back in motion


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A nostalgic, catchy song that encourages simplicity and hard work in a humorous way, using the actions of jumping and picking cotton and hay as a metaphor for the repetitive tasks that people face in their lives. [/INST]

Lyrics: And jump down turn around, pick a bale of cotton
Jump down turn around, pick a bale of hay
Oh lordy, pick a bale of cotton
Oh lordy, pick a bale of hay
Jump down turn around, pick a bale of cotton
Jump down turn around, pick a bale of hay
Oh lordy, pick a bale of cotton
Oh lordy, pick a bale of hay


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A person is working hard to improve their situation, but still struggling in life. They are trying to navigate the challenges of the world while maintaining a sense of humor and resilience. They find solace in music and are searching for something that will give them relief and energy. [/INST]

Lyrics: Still working like a slave, learning tricks of the trade
In a ghetto state of mind, say I'm rich and I'm paid
Pickin' records like cotton in the thick of the day
Till I'm spoiled and I'm rotten in a sinister way
Life no different than those on minimum wage
More money but still locked in a similar cage
Either losers of tomorrow or we winners today
Digest that and there's really nothin' missin' to say but
Lil' buddy what you want? Some violent shit!
Two-step and lay back, still wilin' shit
Whattup? Hey baby, I got the potion
Take a sip of this and put your back in motion
Lil' buddy what you want? Some violent shit!
Two step and lay back, still wilin' shit
Whattup? Hey baby, I got the potion
Take a sip of this and put your back in motion


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In the song, a character finds themselves in downtown Atlanta on a Friday night. They're feeling good and decide to go to a club to find someone to have some fun with. They arrive in a car with big rims and are attracted to a girl with a nice butt and big breasts. However, upon seeing her face, they're a bit disappointed. [/INST]

Lyrics: It was Friday night and I was feeling aight (Yup!)
Downtown Atlanta, big city, bright lights
Mixing Henny with the Sprite while I'm drinking and driving
No police lights (Lights), no police sirens
I'm headed to the club, looking for a freak (Freak)
To spread a little love, and spread a couple cheeks (Cheeks)
Pull up to the spot 26's like BAM!
Eyes on me like, "Bitch, do you see him?"
Strolled through the front door, headed to the VIP (VIP)
Bought a couple bottles and I took a couple sips (Sips)
Scoping out the room, and what do I see?
A nice round butt, and a pair of double-Ds
So I crept up, like, "Shawty, what's hatnin'?"
You killing that dress and I love it with a passion"
Then she turned around and her face was aight
She had a gap tooth and a mean overbite
But I was like, "Hmm..."


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A girl flirting with a guy at a party, both getting more and more intoxicated, with the guy playfully threatening to take advantage of the situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah
If I take one more drink (Drink)
I'm gon' end up fucking you
Is that what you wanna do, shawty?
If I take one more drink
I'm gon' end up fucking you (Uh-huh)
You too, ooh, ooh, ooooh
Ayy, Pain, holla at 'em right quick, man
Yeah, you gon' get in trouble with yo' man, girl
Don't get in trouble, girl!
Talking 'bout how you're my biggest fan, girl
I know it! I know it!
Now I don't wanna do (Please!)
What you gon' make me do
Don't make me do it! Don't make me do it!
But I-I...
If I have one more drink—


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Imagine a song that describes a night out with a fun-loving, flirtatious person who enjoys sharing drinks, taking pictures, and having a good time with someone they're interested in. [/INST]

Lyrics: —I'ma get ya home, then I'll split ya
Grab the cameraphone and take a bunch of drunk pictures
'Cause Hennessy mixed with a whole bunch of buddah (Yup!)
Equals you mixed with a whole bunch of Luda (Haha!)
And you know how far one drink could go
Start slurring my speech, slowing up the flow
Hiking up your skirts, climbing up your shirts
It's Mr. Late Night Luda, and I like to flirt
So guess what, baby girl!


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A song where the artist is expressing their intentions towards a person, playfully threatening to take advantage of their intoxication, and making a commentary on people being too picky and needing to be more open-minded after a couple of drinks. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah
If I take one more drink (Drink)
I'm gon' end up fucking you (Just one more!)
Is that what you wanna do, shawty?
That's all it's gon' take!
If I take one more drink (Hey!)
I'm gon' end up fucking you
Haha! Who else, T-Pain?
You too, ooh, ooh, ooooh
Hahaha!
You hear what I'm saying?
People too picky these days, dammit!
"Too tall, too short, too fat, too skinny"
Have a couple of drinks and quit discriminating
This has been a Luda Service Announcement
Deuces!
Hahahaha


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A hip-hop artist is describing their aggressive and dangerous demeanor, making it clear they are not to be trifled with, and warning others not to underestimate them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yea I'm all about that pistol player, cold blooded killer
Niggas recognize my name, I dub the young dealer
You better tell ya man that with the gages I'm nice
Ill shoot up y'all white shirts until you all look like dice
But I'm through with all the talking time to show all you niggas
I 2-0, I'm like J-Lo, blowing through niggas (damn!)
DTP we ain't playing if you try to get our pay
And them A.K's get to spraying like
Bottom line that mean I'm bout it, any nigga want it? Doubt it
Bust you in the broad day, on a street that's fully crowded
You’ll find a hole inside your chest, just for thinking it's rap
So tell that pretty bitch thug we got some pretty big gats
Chaka say I'm shot out, and I tend to agree
So you should watch what you saying if it's intended for me
So be careful what you starting, let my fingers do the walking
And that Uzi get to talking like *Gun Sound*


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The protagonist, in a tough and dangerous situation, talks to someone who's hurt and bleeding, and decides to call a taxi instead of a medic, referring to the severity of the injury. They then tell the person that it's their "time of the month" as a way of explaining the situation. The protagonist also talks about their squad and weapons, and how they are prepared to handle situations with violence. They mention how they're the nicest one in their group, but they have bananas for their enemies (referring to a type of weapon or possibly a slang term for the gun). The [/INST]

Lyrics: Fuck a medic, we gonna call yo ass a taxi cab
Bleeding so hard you'll need a life size maxi pad
So flip the script and tell your woman its your time of the month
AK-47 for the niggas who's really looking for heaven and a 9 for you chumps
Got killers in my squad and I'm the nicest one in my group
But I got bananas for you niggas and I ain't talking bout fruit
I’ll peel your cap back with the black mac
'Til your back crack, cock the gat back like (clak clak clak)
Swallow a hollow make 'em digest with a 50 caliber
Your futures not looking so good, tomorrows not on your calendar
I do away with the amateurs, they breathing too long
Ill leave 'em coughing like the sound effects you hear in this song
My shotguns are cold and hard, but my desert is easy
And my triggers are always talking about some squeeze me, squeeze me
And for these fakers talking greasy, I'm starting the show
My uzi got a drum roll, it goes *Gun Sound*
{Indistinct Chatter and Gunshots}


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Consider the ups and downs of a relationship and the challenges of overcoming obstacles in love. [/INST]

Lyrics: Took it too fast but we were taking it slow
Hang on tight or we can let it go
We can surrender and just move on
We can be stubborn because we are strong
We can pretend that what we both know ain’t true
I don’t mind it and neither do you
Nothing to gain just something to prove
We can try this love again or face the truth


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A person is struggling with the emotional aftermath of a broken relationship, experiencing feelings of jealousy, insecurity, and guilt. They are trying to navigate the healing process and figure out if they should let go of the past and move on. [/INST]

Lyrics: I wish I could stay here to be your protection
Loving myself is what I been neglecting
The most difficult part is the patience
While taking in all of these changes
I don't mean to be acting evasive
I'm pretending I don't wanna face this
I get sick to my stomach when I think about someone else touching you now I'm anxious
All I got left is a picture of us
All because we had broken the trust
Been working on gaining it back for a year, but the spark has been missing it turned into dust
Miss the high that I got from your touch
Both of us felt an adrenaline rush
Co-dependent treated you like a crutch
My heart was stolen & brutally crushed
Question is will I ever know
What we we could have been if I let you go
If I need to walk this path alone
All on my own cause I need to grow
Fuck, I'm sick of this
Feeling like a mother fucking hypocrite
Made a lot of mistakes I gotta live with it
Find a way to let it go and be indifferent
Quit talking (quit talking, quit talking)


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In a song about love and its unpredictability, the singer talks about taking life one day at a time, finding happiness, and being open to the signs that life brings. They also mention the possibility of loving someone even if they can't be together. [/INST]

Lyrics: All we can take is one day at a time
Be patient and open to seeing the signs
Love is a war that you might not survive
Happiness is what I hope you will find when you feeling the vibe and you meet the right guy
Thought it was me, but it wasn't our time
Still I’ll love you till the day that I die (day that I die, day that I die)


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Write a song that captures the complexity and uncertainty of a relationship, with the characters deciding whether to continue in love or admit to its inevitable end. [/INST]

Lyrics: Took it too fast but we were taking it slow
Hang on tight or we can let it go
We can surrender and just move on
We can be stubborn because we are strong
We can pretend that what we both know ain’t true
I don’t mind it and neither do you
Nothing to gain just something to prove
We can try this love again or face the truth


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Write a song about the journey and growth of a friendship, reminiscing on the good times, and acknowledging that life takes different paths. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's been a long day
Without you, my friend
And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again
We've come a long way
From where we began
Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again
When I see you again
Damn, who knew?
All the planes we flew, good things we been through
That I'd be standin' right here talkin' to you
'Bout another path, I know we loved to hit the road and laugh
But somethin' told me that it wouldn't last
Had to switch up, look at things different, see the bigger picture
Those were the days, hard work forever pays
Now I see you in a better place (See you in a better place)
Uh


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Write a song about the unconditional love and support of a family, focusing on the bond that gets stronger in times of hardship. [/INST]

Lyrics: How can we not talk about family when family's all that we got?
Everything I went through, you were standin' there by my side
And now you gon' be with me for the last ride


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The song is about the journey of friendship, growth, and the enduring bond that can only be strengthened by time apart. It speaks to the importance of memories and how they continue to guide our paths. The song emphasizes the reunion and the joy of sharing experiences with a cherished friend upon their return. [/INST]

Lyrics: So let the light guide your way, yeah
Hold every memory as you go
And every road you take
Will always lead you home, home
It's been a long day
Without you, my friend
And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again
We've come a long way
From where we began
Oh, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again
When I see you again
Oh (Uh), oh (Yeah-yeah; Yeah)
Ooh (Yo, yo, uh)
When I see you again (See you again, yeah, yeah)
Oh (Yeah), oh (Yeah, yeah; oh-oh)
Ooh (Uh-huh, yup)
When I see you again2.4KEmbed


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A girl's night out, sexual empowerment, and living in the moment. [/INST]

Lyrics: She's about to earn some bragging rights
I'm 'bout to give it up like I've been holding back all night
Girl, take pride in what you want to do
Even if that means a new man every night inside of you
Baby, I don't mind
You can tell by how I roll
Cause my clique hot and my cup cold
My talk slurred cause I’m so throwed
And I'm wiping sweat from my last show
And he's TG and I'm XO
I'm only here for one night
Then I'ma be a memory
Say it in my ear, so I can hear what you say to me
I got cups full of that Rosé
Smoke anything that's passed to me
Don't worry 'bout my voice
I won't need it for what I'm about to do to you


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A carefree night filled with indulgence, speeding in a classic car, and a mysterious woman who leaves the narrator wanting more. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm on some gin, you on some gin
I'm moving slow, I'm driving fast
I hit the weed, you take the wheel
We lose control
Drop the top in that 69
And that motor roar in that old Chevelle
Can’t say a thing, how you supposed to feel
Stacking all of this paper, dawg
I like to call this shit old news
And these haters jocking our old moves
Popping champagne cause we made it
Back of the Phantom, we faded
All of this shit that I did I probably won't remember tomorrow
Do to you
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I might have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
Bad bitch, girl I think I might get used to you
I might have to take your number when I'm through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me


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Write a song about a fading relationship where one person is trying to hold onto their memories of the other person. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh, oh
Used to you
Through with you
All I ask of you is try to earn my memory
Make me remember you like you remember me
Used to you
Through with you
Memory, remember you


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Imagine a group of friends excitedly preparing to go out for a fun night, with each line emphasizing their enthusiasm and the fact that they are a close-knit crew, while also highlighting the energetic and lively atmosphere they're about to create. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up hol' up
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up hol' up


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A young man expresses his thoughts on his relationships, the women he encounters, and his material success. He talks about his drive for success, his affinity for partying, and how he feels when women try to get his attention. He also highlights his material possessions and the people he surrounds himself with, while emphasizing that he's not easily replaced and the women he meets should be aware of his expectations. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, you drive me crazy
Number 1, bitch you can't replace me
Leave the club these hoes be tryin' to chase me
You got a ass so fat let's make a baby (and another one!)
Damn, I'm smokin' weed in my Mercedes
Hol' up, these niggas broke, these niggas lazy
Man they money slim, they actin shady
I'm in my brand new car, who wanna race
Ho, bitch you ain't call my phone so why you showin' up
I'm takin them shots all my niggas stay loaded up
Man on the low all these hoes be actin so material
Hol' up, man did you see her interior


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Create a song that encourages camaraderie and unity among friends, using repetitive phrases and catchy rhythms. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up hol' up
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, we dem boyz
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, we makin' noise, hol' up
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up hol' up


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The singer is describing the unique color combination of their favorite sports team's jerseys and using it as a symbol of pride and unity. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow


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A confident and energetic rapper is bragging about their flashy lifestyle, boldly stating that they do everything big. They emphasize their connection to their hometown and the colors black and yellow, which symbolize their style and presence. The rapper goes on to mention their flashy car and jewelry, reinforcing the theme of living large and representing their community. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, yeah, I do it big
Yeah, uh-huh, screaming: "That's nothin'!"
When I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin'
Reppin' my town, when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow


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A song about a successful and flashy individual who receives a call from their jeweler, boasting about their ability to attract people due to their wealth and flashy appearance. They mention not being a lesbian but having a wild time with others, and how this reputation lasts for more than one night. The person is living it up, sipping expensive champagne and wearing flashy jewelry, and they can't even tell the time because of all the diamonds on their watch. They also reference the popular TV series "How I Met Your Mother," with the line "Throw it up, 'cause every nig [/INST]

Lyrics: Got a call from my jeweler, this just in
And bitches love me ‘cause I'm fucking with their best friends
Not a lesbian, but she a freak though
This ain't for one night, I’m shining all week, ho
I’m sippin' Clicquot and rocking yellow diamonds
So many rocks up in my watch I can’t tell what the time is
Got a pocket full of big faces
Throw it up, 'cause every nigga that I’m with Taylor'd


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A confident and flamboyant rapper describes their swagger and style, emphasizing their distinct color scheme, flashy car, and penchant for living life to the fullest, while also mentioning their ability to charm their audience. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, yeah, I do it big
Yeah, uh-huh, screaming: "That's nothin'!"
When I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin'
Reppin' my town, when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Stay high like how I’m supposed to do
That crowd underneath them clouds can’t get close to you
And my car look unapproachable
Super clean, but it's super mean
She wanna fuck with them cats, smoke weed, count stacks
Get fly and take trips and that's that, real rap
I let her get high if she want and she feel that
Convertible drop feel, ‘87, the top peeled back


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Write a song about being a proud representative of your town and its colors, incorporating the phrase "black and yellow" multiple times. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
You already know what it is, man
And if you don't, you should by now
Reppin' my town, when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow


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Write a song about being confident, representing your hometown, and living life to the fullest with a focus on the colors black and yellow. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, yeah, I do it big
Yeah, uh-huh, screaming: "That's nothin'!"
When I pulled off the lot, that's stuntin'
Reppin' my town, when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow
I put it down from the whip to my diamonds, I'm in
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow


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A song about the limitless possibilities in life, encouraging listeners to chase their dreams and not let anything hold them back. [/INST]

Lyrics: You be anything you want
Just keep going, going, gone, gone, gone
It don't stop here nigga


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Think of a moment when you were young and had dreams of achieving great wealth. Describe how a close friend helped you understand the realities and challenges of the street life, emphasizing the importance of staying true to yourself and making the most of opportunities. Talk about the sacrifices and risks involved in pursuing your ambitions, and the constant threats you face in your environment. Mention your determination to succeed despite the obstacles, and how your life has changed over time. [/INST]

Lyrics: Back when I was young I had dreams of getting richer
Then my homie Breeze set me down schooled me to the picture
I was with some wild niggas put me on the game
Told me if you tryin' to make your move you gotta know your lane homie
All you got your name and your word so never break it
For this life you pay a price you get a chance you gotta take it
Cause most niggas never make it they stranded where I'm from
Ain't no conversation all they understand is get a gun
I was riding in my Bonneville hoping I could make it
Out selling P’s and smoking weed avoiding police right up the street
Way back in the day before I had all of this paper
Before I had all of these diamonds, before I had all of these haters


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Reflecting on past experiences and changes in life, the narrator acknowledges their newfound fame and the challenges they've faced, while celebrating their current success with friends and embracing their new lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now I remember when, I seen it and to me it was stuntin'
I remember when, I bought it I ain't need it or nothing
Always in a different state so now they label me a goner
I ain't come up out of nowhere I'm from straight up off the corner
Now everywhere we go, they probably know my name cause I been there
Now everywhere we go, they said how much I spend when I'm in there
And I'm throwing up my money for the ones who never made it
Sayin' fuck the ones who hated, roll one up and celebrate
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Now let's get medicated
Man, let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
Man, let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
I'm hella faded


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Input:
Despite the challenges of everyday life, we find solace and strength in our relationships and the pursuit of our passions. We express our resilience through music and community. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now let's get medicated
Man, let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
Man, let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
I'm hella faded
Riding down the street the way I'm grinding is unique
My city holding on to me so niggas holding on their heat
Throwing up their side, rolling up that leaf
All we do is get high, all we want is peace
Always on the grind that's every day so police looking
I'm just rapping killing beats and tryin' to stay away from booking
Yeah my niggas dirty crooked I just had to make it known
And let me hit the studio to show they happy to be home


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Reminiscing on the past when something or someone caught your attention, the path you've taken, and how others perceive your actions and lifestyle [/INST]

Lyrics: Now I remember when, I seen it and to me it was stuntin'
I remember when, I bought it I ain't need it or nothing
Always in a different state so now they label me a goner
I ain't come up out of nowhere I'm from straight up off the corner
Now everywhere we go, they probably know my name cause I been there
Now everywhere we go, they said how much I spend when I'm in there
And I'm throwing up my money for the ones who never made it
Sayin' fuck the ones who hated, roll one up and celebrate


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The main theme of the song revolves around the desire to unwind and indulge in some leisurely activities, possibly with the help of some intoxicating substances. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now let's get medicated
Man, let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
Man, let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Let's get medicated
Man I'm hella faded
I'm hella faded


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Create a song that encourages listeners to balance their dedication to work with leisure and fun, using the phrase "work hard, play hard" as a central theme. [/INST]

Lyrics: Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work


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A song that encourages people to balance their dedication to work with enjoying leisure time, expressing the idea that hard work should be followed by playtime. [/INST]

Lyrics: Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work


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Input:
A confident, successful person is sharing their lifestyle and advice with someone they feel is trying to imitate them, while emphasizing that they are a star and that others should focus on their own achievements and not try to replicate their path. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hop your pretty ass up in this fucking car
Bitch I'm out this world, girl you know I'm a star
Used to buying rounds but now we buy the bar
Last year they had to ask now they know who we are
Boss shit, walk in the building, I own shit
You can tell by who I'm on the phone with
Yeah nigga talking about grown shit
Niggas too busy jacking my swag
Need to fuck around, get your own shit
Get your own cars, get your own clothes
Get your own smoke, get your own bitch
You ain't reppin' my gang, get your own clique
The bigger the bill, the harder you ball
Well I'm throwing mine, cause my money long
The quicker you here, the faster you go
That's why where I come from the only thing we know is..
The bigger the bill, the harder you ball
Well I'm throwing mine, cause my money long
The quicker you here, the faster you go
That's why where I come from the only thing we know is..


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Write a song about overcoming obstacles and proving yourself despite others' haters and doubts, using the perspective of someone from California who has been an OG since a young age. [/INST]

Lyrics: Go hard
Make sure you do whatever is that you gotta do, that's your job
And niggas gon' hate but that's no prob'
So hey fuck 'em don't need nothing from 'em
Some niggas talking but the shit they claiming don't mean nothing
It's straight from Cali, that's what's in my joint that's what I'm puffin', OG
And been one since I was young enough to know that everybody was gonna know me
Most niggas don't see


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Input:
A song about the importance of balancing work and leisure, with an emphasis on the idea that those who work hard should also play hard and enjoy their earnings. [/INST]

Lyrics: The bigger the bill, the harder you ball
Well I'm throwing mine, cause my money long
The quicker you here, the faster you go
That's why where I come from the only thing we know is..
The bigger the bill, the harder you ball
Well I'm throwing mine, cause my money long
The quicker you here, the faster you go
That's why where I come from the only thing we know is..
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard
Work hard, play hard


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Input:
A song featuring a young, hopeless romantic who is eager to turn up the music and impress their crush with the help of a catchy beat produced by Young Chop. [/INST]

Lyrics: Young Chop on the beat
Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Turn the music up for me, Chris
She's gonna get, oh, oh, oh


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Input:
A late-night conversation between two people, one possibly intoxicated and the other a romantic hopeless romantic, discussing the possibility of a relationship or connection. [/INST]

Lyrics: My night runs into mornin', all the time (All the time)
And through my phone I'm scrollin', bang my line (Bang my line)
Off that drank it's hard to focus (Focus)
Seems like I'm always chosen by romantics that are hopeless
We can make arrangements though (Arrangements though)
And if you down, down, who knows, uh
I might just do you like we lovin', yeah
Or make you my numero uno


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In a song, the protagonist confidently emphasizes their independence and lack of fear of missing out (FOMO). They discuss their wild nights and express an openness to new experiences and potential romantic interests. [/INST]

Lyrics: She don't allow herself
To miss nobody else
I've had days where I was dolo (Where I was dolo)
But I never caught a bad case of FOMO (Don't miss out)
Don't talk to me about your previous
You know I'm that times two
Penthouse jumpin' from the front to backroom
Girls goin' wild, showin' off new tattoos (Tattoos)
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My night runs into mornin', all the time (All the time)
And through my phone I'm scrollin', bang my line (Bang my line)
Off that drank it's hard to focus (Focus)
Seems like I'm always chosen by romantics that are hopeless
We can make arrangements though (Arrangements though)
And if you down, down, who knows, uh
I might just do you like we lovin', yeah
Or make you my numero uno


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A person is unable to stop thinking about someone they are attracted to or have strong feelings for. [/INST]

Lyrics: I can't keep my mind off you (My mind off you)
I can't keep my mind off you (My mind off you)
I can't keep my mind off you (My mind off you)


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A song about late-night conversations, being easily distracted, and the uncertainty of romantic connections, possibly involving alcohol. [/INST]

Lyrics: My night runs into mornin', all the time (All the time)
And through my phone I'm scrollin', bang my line (Bang my line)
Off that drank it's hard to focus (Focus)
Seems like I'm always chosen by romantics that are hopeless
We can make arrangements though (Arrangements though)
And if you down, down, who knows, uh
I might just do you like we lovin', yeah
Or make you my numero uno


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Input:
Imagine a carefree young person excited about capturing a memorable moment in a video recording, expressing their joy and love for life in an enthusiastic and playful way. [/INST]

Lyrics: Is it recording?
Love is life, and life is living
Fuckin' awesome, yeah!
Hahaha


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A person is talking about their experience with consuming a large quantity of marijuana, expressing a desire for more and implying that they'll keep using it without stopping. [/INST]

Lyrics: I smoked the whole damn pound
I'm a need another one, 'nother one
Eyes closed, I won't come down
Only papers, no we don't fuck with blunts


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Write a song about a group of friends who are avid weed smokers, highlighting their loyalty and love for getting high. [/INST]

Lyrics: Nigga, I don't just be sharing weed
A nigga got pounds to burn that's apparent
Just cause you up in this bitch
Don't mean you gon' hit this shit
You better roll somethin'
Coughin' like you got a cold or somethin'
Tryna  O.D. on THC
Nigga fuck around gave Young Khalifa a pound
Smoke the whole thing up in the week
Roll a joint, put a worm around that motherfucker
Smoke it to the face
Ohh shit, nigga just got some KK and he said he on the way
Big P told me church, get money on 'em every single day
So I want everything, every room, every plane, every place
We mobbin'
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Nigga, we mobbin', we mobbin', shit!
Go, go! Nigga, we mobbin'


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Celebrating rebellious spirit, defiance against societal norms, and unapologetically living life on our own terms. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now every place that we go, they say we can't smoke
But we do it anyway, cause real G's smoke when they want
When they say turn down, we turn up and turn up some mo'
When they say put it out, it's too loud, We burn up some mo'
Then we keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling
We keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling
We keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling


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A group of rebellious individuals refuses to conform to society's rules and expectations, and instead, they continue to enjoy their vices and thrive. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now every place that we go, they say we can't smoke
But we do it anyway, cause real G's smoke when they want
When they say turn down, we turn up and turn up some mo'
When they say put it out, it's too loud, We burn up some mo'
Then we keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling
We keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling
We keep rolling, and rolling, and rolling, and rolling


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In this song, the artist is describing their experience of waking up high and cruising in their car while enjoying a smoke sesh and contemplating life. [/INST]

Lyrics: First thing, uh-huh, wake up out a dream, uh-huh
Grab a lighter, uh-huh, something I can steam, uh-huh
Bong rip, uh-huh, make sure it's clean, uh-huh
Smoke sesh, uh-huh, nigga what you mean, uh-huh
In my car, uh-huh, cruising down the street, uh-huh
So stoned I'ma need something to eat, uh-huh
No tray, uh-huh, ashes on my seat, uh-huh
Highed up, uh-huh, Taylors on my feet, uh-huh
Cloud 9, uh-huh, going through my mind, uh-huh
Take a toke, uh-huh, hold it 'til you choke, uh-huh
Moving forward, uh-huh, cruising on my board, uh-huh
Still got more, uh-huh, burn it 'til it’s short, uh-huh


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Input:
Imagine if someone was describing the experience of feeling extremely high or elated, and they're using a metaphor to say they're higher than a motherfucker. [/INST]

Lyrics: (And I be floating)
And I get so high, fuck around and never come down
(Higher than a motherfucker)
I get so high, I get so high
(And I be floating)
And I get so high, fuck around and never come down
(High than a motherfucker)
I get so high, I get so high
(And I be higher than a motherfucker)


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A person describing the intense, seemingly endless experience of getting high and feeling like they're floating, with no sense of time or direction. [/INST]

Lyrics: (And I be floating)
I get so high, fuck around and never come down
(Higher than a motherfucker)
I get so high, I get so high
(And I be floating)
I get so high
Fuck around and never come down
(And I be higher than a motherfucker)
I get so high, I get so high
(and I be higher than a motherfucker)
Higher then we're floating
Don't know where we're going
Night until the morning
We rolling, rolling, rolling
Higher then we're floating
Don't know where we're going
Night until the morning
We rolling, rolling, rolling


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A young adult reflecting on their rebellious past, embracing their age, and celebrating life with their friends. [/INST]

Lyrics: Growing up, uh-huh, never gave a fuck, uh-huh
Pulling out the '62 and showing up, uh-huh
Twenty-six, guess that mean I'm growing up, uh-huh
Pouring up, uh-huh, all my niggas rolling up
Making sure that...


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Imagine a scene where the characters are experiencing a high from a mind-altering substance and floating through the night, not knowing where they're going until morning. [/INST]

Lyrics: I get so high, fuck around and never come down
(Higher than a motherfucker)
I get so high, I get so high
(And I be floating)
I get so high, fuck around and never come down
(higher than a motherfucker)
I get so high, I get so high
(And I be floating)
Higher then we're floating
Don't know where we're going
Night until the morning
We rolling, rolling, rolling
Higher then we're floating
Don't know where we're going
Night until the morning
We rolling, rolling, rolling


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Input:
Mistercap and the TGOD Mafia represent Pittsburgh, with their authentic and truthful music that is loved by many, even if it's not always easy to listen to. [/INST]

Lyrics: Mistercap! You ready again bro?
Yeah!
TGOD Mafia, straight out of Pittsburgh, man!
Can't smoke weed to it
Don't doubt this nigga
I don't wanna listen to it
He the truth, nigga
Yeah


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Imagine a scene where a group of friends is excitedly preparing for a bake sale. They are listening to energetic music while they bake and enjoy their time together, laughing and having a good time. The lyrics should capture the essence of their excitement and the atmosphere they are creating. [/INST]

Lyrics: At my bake sale, yeah (You know it)
We can't wait to bake, hell yeah
Laughin' off this drank, hell yeah (Ha-ha)
Lovin' having sex, hell yeah (Let's go, let's go)
All day, hell yeah (Uh huh, all day)
We've been countin' cake, hell yeah
Puffin' on this dank, hell yeah (We trippin')
We can't wait to bake, hell yeah (What you say, bro?)


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Input:
At a fun gathering, a group of friends excitedly shares their love for baking, partying, and enjoying life, using humor and wordplay to express their enthusiasm for indulging in various pleasures, such as consuming baked goods, drinking, and smoking. [/INST]

Lyrics: At my bake sale, yeah (Woo)
We can't wait to bake, hell yeah (Fuck)
Laughin' off this drank, hell yeah (Mister Cap; Yeah, yeah; Does is again)
Lovin' having sex, hell yeah (Let me hear that shit)
All day, hell yeah (Yeah, ho)
We've been countin' cake, hell yeah
Puffin' on this dank, hell yeah (We trippin')
We can't wait to bake, hell yeah
Roll, roll one up
Got a J, make a plane, now we goin' up
All day, every day, we ain't roll enough
Get a pound, break it down, get them cones stuffed
It's goin' down, goin' down
I'ma roll one up
Got a J, make a plane, now we goin' up
All day, every day, we ain't smoke enough
I'm on the KK, stoned as fuck
At my bake sale, yeah


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Input:
A group of friends are excited to start working on a new project together, and one member is feeling particularly confident and creative after a recent self-discovery experience. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm gettin' high as fuck in this, trippy niggas
Must be some real shit though
Let's get it, hear we go
I looked in the mirror today
And seen the realest nigga I ever met in my life
Hahahahaha, uhh


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Input:
Write a lyrics about being the greatest and claiming one's own greatness. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm the realest mane, I'm the realest mane
I'm the realest mane, I'm the realest mane
I'm the realest mane, I'm the realest mane
I'm the realest mane, I'm the realest mane
I'm the realest mane, I'm the realest mane
I'm the realest mane, I'm the realest mane
I'm the realest mane, I'm the realest mane
I'm the realest mane, I'm the realest mane


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Input:
Song about a passionate and intense connection between two people, who feel an unstoppable magnetic pull towards each other and believe that their time together is unforgettable. [/INST]

Lyrics: Say baby, I'ma wait up for you
I'ma have my way with your body
And when I’m done touching you
I bet you won’t wanna
Give yourself to nobody
Baby when the lights go out
It’s like we’re the only ones
And I already feel it now
It’s like you’re the only one
Only one who knows just how
How to make the time stand still
We’re caught in the moment


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A song about someone reminding their partner not to break their promises and to live in the moment together. [/INST]

Lyrics: So don’t let me down
You made those promises
Don’t take em back now
Don’t let me down
Do all the things you said that had me going
Let’s get caught in the moment
Let’s get caught in the moment


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In this song, a person is describing their wild night out, where they are having fun, partying, and spending time with someone they like. They are enjoying their time with each other, but there's also a sense of uncertainty and unpredictability in the air. [/INST]

Lyrics: Smoking one and rolling one
I come and break you down for fun
You love it when I get up in it
Kiss your body when I’m finished
My drop crotch is by Knomadik
My drop top is automatic
Put you in it, now you tweaking
I kidnap you for the weekend
Rolling up and going up
I’m smoking weed and pouring up
I take that money, hold it up
I take your legs and fold em up
I take my time, I break it down
I tell you not to make a sound
I take that KK, pass it round
Your clothes keep dropping to the ground
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So don’t let me down
You made those promises
Don’t take em back now
Don’t let me down
Do all the things you said that had me going
Let’s get caught in the moment
Let’s get caught in the moment


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Input:
A collaboration with 57 contributors, creating a fresh sound with Hitmaka, and asking them to hold on a moment. [/INST]

Lyrics: Right Now Sound
I be with the Hitmaka
So, hol' up


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A singer is expressing their desire for the thrill of new experiences in their relationship, specifically in terms of emotional connection. [/INST]

Lyrics: Baby, come give me something new (Ooh-ah)
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh-ah, ah)
'Cause I can't stop lovin' you (Ooh, yeah)
Since I got a taste of your love (Ooh, yeah)
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh-ah, oh-woah)


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Write a song that encourages showing love and receiving affection in return, using metaphorical and playful language. [/INST]

Lyrics: Goddamn, you know who I am
Try to be on the low, but you ain't slow
Keep my shirt open, eyes low
Get a lot of paper, I know
But you ain't into that, you like real facts
Like, if you show love, you gon' get it back
Like, if you fuck good, you gon' get it back
Like, if you cook, wanna a real nigga that
Gon' rap 'til that pussy like (Uh, uh)
We can go and get a private room
We can fuck for one night, ain't gotta jump the broom
Say your nigga, chill
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Baby, come give me something new (Ooh-ah)
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh-ah, ah)
'Cause I can't stop lovin' you (Ooh, yeah)
Since I got a taste of your love (Ooh, yeah)
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh-ah, oh-woah)


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Input:
A song about a seductive encounter with an out-of-town stranger, where the narrator's confident and charming nature catches the interest of the other person, leading to a passionate and unforgettable experience. [/INST]

Lyrics: I can tell you ain't from 'round here
All that body, baby, it's not fair
Pull up on that ass in a drop, yeah
That's your ex, nigga? I'm dead!
Lookin' for a real one? You found it!
California King, we gon' go rounds on it
No doubt, yeah, leave your legs shakin'
I might sing to that pussy like la-da-da-di-da (Di, yeah)
Girl, your shit so classic, it don't need no features (No, ooh Yeah)


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Input:
Asking a lover to bring something new and exciting into their relationship because they are in love and crave new experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: Baby, come give me something new (Ooh-ah)
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh-ah, ah)
'Cause I can't stop lovin' you (Ooh, yeah)
Since I got a taste of your love (Ooh, yeah)
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh-ah, oh-woah)


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Describe a conversation between a guy who is attracted to a girl, who is now grown up and successful, and admires her features, cleanliness, and the attention she receives from other people. The guy, who is also successful and enjoys the high life, shows love and affection towards the girl, wanting to share more experiences together. [/INST]

Lyrics: Girl, you look just like somethin' out a magazine ('Zine)
You smell great, know your body clean (Yeah)
Them niggas been on you since you was a teen (Teen)
Now you grown up, and I'm a boss, I'm just showing love (Love)
Smell like kush when I'm rollin' up (Roll)
So much bank, I can fold it up (Fold)
It's so good, got you callin' up (Call)
Tryna kick it with a nigga like, uhh (Brroom)
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh-ah)
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh-ah, ah)
'Cause I can't stop lovin' you (Ooh, yeah)
Since I got a taste of your love (Ooh, yeah)
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh-ah, oh-woah)


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A song about someone who has an abundance of marijuana, enjoying life with laughter, and feeling confident about their supply lasting a lifetime. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yup, yeah yeah
Oh, hahahaha
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup
Yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup yup
I got enough weed to last me for the rest of my motherfuckin' life
Ain't gon' ever run out


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Input:
A rapper boasts about their wealth, going to the bank, and how they enjoy the finer things in life, including designer clothes, expensive cars, and traveling in style. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, so much money that when I pull up
Hop out and walk in the bank, teller look at me funny
Know how much I get
Know I'm liable to walk up in this bitch
Like Tony with big blue bags of this shit
And tell 'em "Count it up"
Ridin' 'round in that Cali
Got OG Kush in my body
My nigga, I keep it G and that's Gucci or that Gianni
I'm gettin' dressed for the airport to pose for the paparazzi, huh?
Mo' money, mo' problems, not how I see, huh?
Mo' money, mo' Roberto Cavalli, bruh
Damn, ain't it funny how time pass
Only nigga in first class
Now here we are, now there we go
You rollin' on to where we smoke it all today
Now here we are, now there we go, now there we go
Now here we are
I wake up and I bake up, get my things and catch a plane


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A young man expresses his independence and determination to achieve success, while also displaying his loyalty to his friends and his disregard for authorities. [/INST]

Lyrics: Wake up in the morning, grab my trees and I get to it
Young nigga, I do my own thing so let me do it
If you wanna know a thing about me, I'm 'bout my paper
Fuck a bitch, soon as my iPhone ring I see you later
Hop on in the Chevy, grab my keys and then I'm outtie
First thing, If it's 'bout that cheese, then I'm about it
I be stacking up, got no time for niggas hating
Low we backing up, keep that clean and watch some Daytons
Cruising down the street, hear my car before it's coming
Fuck the police, windows down, I'm smoking something
And my bitch bad, she gon' ride If shit get crazy
Goons masked up, they gon' slide you try to play me
Since a young nigga, kept that pack up in the telly
Since a young nigga, been had tats like Makaveli
Shoot for fun nigga
My niggas bust, you better run nigga
King of fucking everything


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A catchy, repetitive chorus that emphasizes the carefree lifestyle and material possessions of a young, wealthy individual. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Young rich nigga, smoking weed when I wanna
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Young rich nigga, smoking weed when I wanna
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Young rich nigga, smoking weed when I wanna
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Young rich nigga, smoking weed when I wanna


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A rapper describing their weed preference, boasting about having their own high-quality weed, while also mentioning various types of weed they enjoy from different regions, and the effects it has on their environment. [/INST]

Lyrics: Is this the top? Uh
I got my own weed, sucker, so I ain't gotta hit yours
I'm talking straight indo, ahh
Cali weed blowing like a Rastaman
Kush seed straight from Afghanistan
Shooting up the club like an AK, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Smoke a P strong every day, I'm


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Write a song about the uncontrollable urge to indulge in a specific activity, making it a constant presence in your life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
I need it all the time, don't know what else to say
It's always on my mind, that's why every day
I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK


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A song about the narrator's passion for weed, their past experiences in high school, and their devotion to always having it on hand. [/INST]

Lyrics: Put it in a joint, not a blunt
Don't disrespect mine, player
This not the two, this the one
Don't even need a scale
Back in high school I used to be the weedman
Quarter ounces, half ounces, what you need, man
11th grade, made my way up to a P, man
And sent it back if I ever seen a seed, man
And you don't even gotta ask
You know it by the smell
I treat every day like it's a payday
Top down, counting up the cake and
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Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
I need it all the time, don't know what else to say
It's always on my mind, that's why every day
I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK


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Think of a song with lyrics that describe someone enjoying smoking a substance with a fruity taste, while also mentioning their impressive lung capacity and the use of various types of smoking devices, alluding to their love for this particular substance. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got KK in my pipe, pockets fat like Kelly Price
If you wanna take a hit you can't be afraid of heights
You gon' need some new lungs, roll me up a blunt-a-thon
While I'm smoking out the bong getting sucked like a thumb
Boy I’m in a daze, tangerine haze
I smoke so much KK they should've called it Juicy J
Bombay and lemonade, weed get the lemon taste
Never hit the bong, let me demonstrate


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The song is about the narrator's love for marijuana, their experiences with it, and the consequences of their drug use. [/INST]

Lyrics: Go and roll it, chief and choking, marijuana, reefer smoking
Tried to sell me some under reggie, foot up in his colon
Call the doctor, call the clinic, bullshit we staying with
Your life ain't worth a motherfuckin' quarter but you payin' with it
Khalifa kush a hundred pounds, that's a half a mil
Memphis streets so eat this like a baby, like Enfamil
Lungs full of KK, have your mind on a runway
Blow my high, motherfucker, I'mma shoot up like an AK
My white house higher than Willie Nelson
On dabs the wax is melting
These clouds are smoking, help me, I'm flying like Elroy Jetson
I might bring a dispensary down in Tennessee
Whole pounds of granddaddy, but he ain't no kin to me
I’m staying with the greens, like collard


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A song about an obsession with something, which the singer repetitively chants and sings about, leaving the listeners curious about what "KK" represents. [/INST]

Lyrics: Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
I need it all the time, don't know what else to say
It's always on my mind, that's why every day
I'm blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK
Blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK, blowing KK


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A rapper is describing their life and experiences while in Los Angeles, specifically mentioning their luxury car and the reactions they get from people around them. [/INST]

Lyrics: When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane
When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane


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Imagine a song describing a life of luxury, success, and relationships with various women who desire the singer's wealth and fame. The song also emphasizes the singer's loyalty and desire for commitment from the women in their life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Your bitch on my line, she hit me every day
'Bout them dollar signs, always gettin' paid
Bad bitch in New York, bad bitch in L.A
Said I gotta go, she want me to stay
By the pound, bitch I blow it by the pound
'Specially when I'm outta town
Ain't my gang? You not allowed
Get a chick and lock her down
Ain't hot, think we got it now
Your bitch in the lost and found
Started small, we bossin' now
Not a sound
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She wan' smoke my dope, ayy
Let her smoke my dope, ayy
Fuck her in her ghost, yeah
Pull off in a Ghost, yeah
I don't know 'bout you, yeah
One thing that I know, ayy
That I got the dough, yeah
That I got the dough, ayy


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Create a lyrics-driven song that captures the essence of being in Los Angeles, surrounded by wealth and luxury, while maintaining a carefree and boastful attitude. [/INST]

Lyrics: When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane
When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane


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A rapper, recently securing their financial stability and planning to relocate to a new state, confidently asserts their success, wealth, and control over their life, while also referencing their association with a known musical group and expressing disregard for haters and naysayers. [/INST]

Lyrics: Money in the bank, money in the safe
Got my business straight, now I'm switchin' states
(Now I'm switchin' states)
Now I'm shinin' on 'em, now I win the race
Now these bitches chase, now these niggas hate
But these chips I chase
Gas in my joint, gas in my tank
Hit it once, hyperventilate
I do what I want, fuck what they say
What you think? Bitch it's Taylor Gang
She wan' smoke my dope, ayy
Let her smoke my dope, ayy
Fuck her in her ghost, yeah
Pull off in a Ghost, yeah
I don't know 'bout you, yeah
One thing that I know, ayy
That I got the dough, yeah
That I got the dough, ayy


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Describe a scene where the singer is cruising through L.A. in a luxury car, surrounded by attention and wealth. [/INST]

Lyrics: When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane
When I'm in L.A., pedal to the floor, mane
Your bitch in my face, she must be a hoe, mane
Money in the way, I can't see my floor, mane
Pull up, 'Ventador, ayy, watch my doors, mane


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Write a song about staying true to yourself and your friends in the music industry, while enjoying life's luxuries and maintaining a positive attitude despite the challenges. [/INST]

Lyrics: Still rolling weed on my XXL
Only difference is that's me on the cover
Once in a while call my little sister and tell her I love her
Cause shit can get crazy in this industry
Most of your friends become your enemies
That's why I stay down with the ones that's been with me
The niggas who started and they down to ride to the end with me
Make sure the positive energy keep flowing
All the weed keep rolling
And all of us keep getting high, the sky
We gonna keep from falling
Niggas keep hating, but baby I'mma keep ballin'
A lot of y'all turned fake, cause you found out what I make
Now I'm buying estates
Going on private island vacations
Flying on private planes
I'm cool with the pilot, he let me roll something
Put on a movie, let my girl watch it
At the dealer, high, lookin' at that Ferrari options
Just an everyday life, when you young and bossin'
I just wanna ride in my ride with my top down
And smoke weed with my niggas
I just wanna ride in my ride with my top down
And smoke weed with my niggas


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A collaborative artist expressing the importance of teamwork and collective effort in creating a shared reality and vision. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's a cohesive thing
But the focus is still getting my thing out there
And to have people understand
This is the world that we're creating
And it doesn't exist without all of us


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A song about celebrating and enjoying life with friends, using the metaphor of "rolling up" to represent having a good time, creating an infectious chorus where the main character encourages others to join in the fun. [/INST]

Lyrics: I roll up
I roll up
I roll up
Shawty I roll up
I roll up
I roll up


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Create lyrics for a song expressing the commitment and loyalty of a close friend, emphasizing their willingness to always be there for the other person, no matter what others say, and ready to celebrate together. [/INST]

Lyrics: Whenever you need me
Whenever you want me
You know you can call me, I’ll be there shortly
Don’t care what your friends say, cause they don't know me
I can be your best friend, and you be my homie
I ain't gonna flex, I’m not gonna front
You know if I ball, then we all gonna stunt
Send her my way, she ain't gotta hold up
Whenever you call baby I roll up, I roll up, I roll up
Whenever you call baby I roll up, I roll up, I roll up
Whenever you call baby I roll up


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A rapper is expressing loyalty and solidarity with their Taylor Gang, representing their unique style and way of life. They mention their preference for smoking high-quality weed from California, while also warning off any potential haters. [/INST]

Lyrics: Taylor, Gang, Taylor, Gang
Taylor, Gang, Taylor, Gang
Taylor, Gang, Taylor, Gang
Taylor, Gang, Taylor, Gang
You know I'm reppin' Taylors
All my weed from Cali so you know I’m smokin' flavors
Ain't fuckin with blunts, you know we only smokin' papers
And I throw it up so that you know just what my gang is
Mothafuck a hater


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A song about a fun night out with friends, enjoying the finer things in life, while being carefree and making new connections. [/INST]

Lyrics: It’s the champagne pourin’, big joint rollin’
Bombay sippin’, no blunt smokin'
Bad bitch gettin’, thick, and she got some friends with her
I take ‘em out, pour shots of liquor
Drinkin' out the bottle, smilin' in all my pictures
The marijuana loud so them hoes follow like Twitter
Nigga you know everything Taylor
Don’t rush to the bar, fool, if you ain't got no paper, that’s the rules
High as fuck, sloppy drunk when I’m passin' through
Rollin’ doobies up, your ho who we pass ‘em to
Hit the club, spend this money up
Roll another one, drink, act a fool, that's what I have to do


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A carefree individual celebrates the night by indulging in champagne and enjoying life's moments, emphasizing their confidence and untroubled state. [/INST]

Lyrics: See I've been drinking champagne, all night
Never worry bout a damn thing, y’all might
Homie I’m on my level (yeah) I'm on my level (yeah)
I’m on my level (yeah) I’m on my level (yeah)
So let me take one shot, to the brain
And I order three more shots, I’m going in
Ayy, I’m on my level (yeah) I’m on my level (yeah)
I’m on my level (yeah) I’m on my level (yeah)


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I'm feeling so high and drunk, I'm having the best time, and nobody can mess with my good vibes tonight. [/INST]

Lyrics: Man I’m high as fuck, man I swear I’m on my level
Man I’m sloppy drunk, man I swear I'm on my level
I finna pass out, man I swear I'm on my level
A nigga get smashed out, my nig' I swear I’m on my level
Man I’m high as fuck, man I swear I’m on my level
Man I’m sloppy drunk, man I swear I'm on my level
I'm finna pass out, man I swear I'm on my level
A hater get smashed out, my nig' I swear I’m on my level


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Write a song that celebrates feeling carefree and confident while indulging in a night out, highlighting the experience of letting loose and enjoying life. [/INST]

Lyrics: See I've been drinking champagne, all night
Never worry bout a damn thing, y’all might
Homie I’m on my level (yeah) I'm on my level (yeah)
I’m on my level (yeah) I’m on my level (yeah)
So let me take one shot, to the brain
And I order three more shots, I’m going in
Ayy, I’m on my level (yeah) I’m on my level (yeah)
I’m on my level (yeah) I’m on my level (yeah)


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Imagine a song where the lyrics celebrate the colors black and yellow, with the repeated phrase representing the energetic spirit and style of the music. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Black and yellow, black and yellow (G-Mix!)
Black and yellow, black and yellow


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A confident individual is boasting about their unique style, including their car and jewelry, while representing their hometown in a bold and attention-grabbing way. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, yeah I do it big
Yeah, uh-huh, screamin' that's nothin'
When I pulled off the lot: that's stuntin'
Reppin' my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow
I put it down from the whip to my diamond, I'm in
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow


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Two West Coast rappers, Snoop Dogg and Wiz Khalifa, boast about their loyalty to their hometowns, compare themselves to the Grim Reaper, and celebrate their connection to the popular colors black and yellow, while also warning others not to mess with their crews. [/INST]

Lyrics: Big Snoop Dogg and Wiz Khalifa
See on the West Coast I'm the big chiefa
The Grim Reaper, maybe that
Bring me back, yellow 'Lacs, Steeler logo in the back
We bangin' out, that Taylor Gang
Dub to your face, baby 'til you say my name
Don't get your clique served, so much black and yellow
You would think I was from Pittsburgh, in turn, get your'n
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Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, yeah I do it big
Yeah, uh-huh, screamin' that's nothin'
When I pulled off the lot: that's stuntin'
Reppin' my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow
I put it down from the whip to my diamond, I'm in
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow


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Imagine a lyricist describing their rise to fame, their lifestyle, and how people react to them now that they're successful. They mention their unique style (black and yellow) and how people treat them differently. They talk about being in the club and their haters, as well as their lavish lifestyle and friends. [/INST]

Lyrics: Black and yellow, all black and yellow
See me now they treatin' me like I'm somebody special
Smokin' on that good, know it's me soon as they smell it
You could chill, I'm the one who get it, not the one who sellin'
All grind every day (Day), I'm ballin', I can't help it
Niggas on that bullshit, my pockets full of Celtics
And them niggas hatin' on us, get our best wishes
In the club you ain't even on the guest list, bitch
Sound like you need to get your weight up
Go to sleep rich and count another million when I wake up
Um, they wonderin' how I do my thing
Two words,Taylor Gang
Remix, G-shit (G-Shit)
This champagne's poured, nigga the weed's lit (Weed's lit)
Lil mama's clothes fallin' like the leaves in the fall (Fall)
Ain't worried 'bout your friends so bring 'em all (Ha-ha)


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A confident rapper talks about their hometown pride, extravagant lifestyle, and their signature style represented by the colors black and yellow. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, yeah I do it big
Yeah, uh-huh, screamin' that's nothin'
When I pulled off the lot: that's stuntin'
Reppin' my town when you see me you know everything
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow
I put it down from the whip to my diamond, I'm in
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Black and yellow, black and yellow


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Write a song with repetitive and catchy lyrics that emphasize excitement and anticipation. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah


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Describe a song that emphasizes the importance of quality and authenticity in various aspects of life, including fashion, social events, and relationships, with a catchy, repetitive chorus. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ooh, ooh
We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire
Ooh, ooh
Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire
Ooh, ooh
Won't smoke, won't pass, won't hit it if it ain't fire
Ooh, ooh
Don't spend no time on a bitch if she ain't fire
Ooh, ooh
We don't put it on in the crib if it ain't fire
Ooh, ooh
Won't even pull up to the club in it if it ain't fire
Ooh, ooh
Won't smoke, won't pass, won't hit it if it ain't fire
Ooh, ooh
Don't spend no time on a bitch if she ain't fire
Let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go)
Let's get it (Let's get it)
Haha


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Write a song about a day in the life of a person who enjoys smoking marijuana, including experiences with friends, the smell of the weed, and the effects it has on them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Roll up my weed as soon as the day start
Get me a pound and I break it apart
Kush on my clothes, smell the green in my car
Ain't coming close, you smell me from afar
Time after time, I keep smoking that herb
Joint after joint, I must be on the verge
Of overdosing, I be on that loud
Speeding me up, while I'm slowing you down
I just got back from an overseas trip
Smoking with Ty, he got me high as shit
Cause we keep nothing but good in our J
Repping our gang and we mob everyday
Break down an ounce, put it right on a tray
Ain't saving nothing, we smoke everything
Light up a joint, let it stink up the place
Or hit the bong, blow the smoke in your face


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A rap artist is expressing their dedication to making money and staying true to themselves, while also celebrating the joy they find in getting high. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'ma get money, nigga, I'ma get money
I'm a real nigga so I'ma keep it real
And I love getting high
(love getting high)
And I love getting high
(love getting high)
I'ma get money, nigga, I'ma get money
I'm a real nigga so I'ma keep it real
And I love getting high
(love getting high)
And I love getting high
(love getting high)


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A rapper talks about their determination to make money while maintaining their authenticity, and their love for the feeling of getting high. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'ma get money, nigga, I'ma get money
I'm a real nigga so I'ma keep it real
And I love getting high
(love getting high)
And I love getting high
(love getting high)
I'ma get money, nigga, I'ma get money
I'm a real nigga so I'ma keep it real
And I love getting high
(love getting high)
And I love getting high


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Write a song lyrics about overcoming adversity and making it to the top with the help of a team. [/INST]

Lyrics: Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin' here
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team fuckin' here


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Reflect on a personal journey of growth and ambition, starting with living at your mother's house and struggling with financial issues, eventually achieving success and experiencing the irony of it all. [/INST]

Lyrics: I done kept it real from the jump
Livin' at my mama’s house, we'd argue every month
Nigga, I was tryin' to get it on my own
Workin' all night, traffic on the way home
And my uncle calling me like "Where ya at?
I gave you the keys told ya bring it right back”
Nigga, I just think it's funny how it goes
Now I’m on the road, half a million for a show
And we...


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Reminiscing about a past struggle, celebrating the team's growth and accomplishments, and addressing haters who doubt their journey. [/INST]

Lyrics: Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin' here
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team fuckin' here
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Boys tell stories about ya man
Say I never struggled, wasn't hungry, yeah, I doubt it
Nigga, I could turn your boy into the man
There ain't really much I hear that's poppin' off without us
Nigga, we just want the credit where it's due
I’mma worry about me, give a fuck about you
Nigga, just as a reminder to myself
I wear every single chain, even when I’m in the house
Cause we...


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A song that celebrates the rise to success, emphasizing the journey from humble beginnings to reaching the top, with the artists' team being an essential part of their journey. [/INST]

Lyrics: Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin' here
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team fuckin' here


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The success of a group that started from humble beginnings and is now at the top of their game, emphasizing unity and perseverance. [/INST]

Lyrics: Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin' here
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now my whole team here, nigga
Started from the bottom now we're here
Started from the bottom now the whole team fuckin' here


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Despite haters and their negativity, I am confident, focused on my goals, and unaffected by their opinions. [/INST]

Lyrics: Worried 'bout a hater? Not me (What?)
Turnt to the max, no sleep (Yeah)
Smoked a hundred joints to the face
Give a fuck what a bitch nigga say (What?)
Everything about me ('Bout me)
Everything about me ('Bout me)
Everything about me
Everything about me ('Bout me)
Everything about me ('Bout me, hahahahaha)
Everything about me (What?)


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Create a verse that pays tribute to various friends and their talents, mentioning specific locations and activities while incorporating slang and humor. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's young Khalifa man
Paper Plane Gang
5-0-1 young
Ay, shout out to my brother Spitta, man
I just wanted to say that, yeah
And your bitch could see this shit from across the street, nigga
It's pimpin' over here
Macaroni
Ta-Ha!
Kush and Orange Juice, nigga
What up Chevy
Jerm I see you
Cardo On The Beat


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Talking about the daily routine and habits of a successful group of friends, mentioning their love for kush, orange juice, and their personal lives, ultimately stating that they have no time for negative or fake people in their lives. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah nigga, this shit just don't sound cool
This what we go to sleep to, wake up to
Kush and Orange Juice nigga
Got your bitch cooking them cheese eggs too
Got paper in my pocket
Taylor Gang what's up?
See y'all niggas man
We done fucked over 'em this year, it's a wrap
Hahahaha, yeah
We don't want no more sucker shit, ever


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A rap song empowering listeners to let go of negative emotions and expose the truth, with a humorous twist on the well-known "Let It Go" theme. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let it go, let it go homie
You know we can see through them blinds homie
And see through the truth and them lies homie
Just let it go, let it go, let it go
Oh, oh (Uh, all niggas know what the fuck it is man)
Oh, oh (Young Khalifa man, hahahahaha)


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A rapper is reflecting on their success and how they've leveled up from being a regular person to a influential figure in their industry, detailing the lavish lifestyle and power they now possess. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, I done stayed on top of my game, gained control of my lane
Paid so much for my frames, put these lil' niggas to shame
Ordered so many of them bottles
So many of them bottles, you'd think I'm insane
Already changed the game once
I done told you but now I'ma do it and now I'ma do it again
Tell the club owners we need more sections
I made these lil' niggas go cop they Rolexes
You get the venue, you gon' need more bouncers
And tell the weed man we gon' need more ounces
Hundred grand in a rubber band
Use to be the kid, now homie, I'm the man
Hundred grand in a rubber band
Used to be the kid, now homie, I'm the man


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A song about letting go of the past, seeing through lies and truth, embracing one's success, and rising above haters and hardships. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let it go, let it go homie
You know we can see through them blinds homie
And see through the truth and them lies homie
Just let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go homie
You know they can't see what we see homie
Difference from the real and make believe homie
So let it go, let it go, let it go
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Living my life about peace
Sharing this money and tryna get all my niggas
Up off of them streets
Used to look up to some niggas
But now it seem that it all come down to me
Make sure my family gon' eat
Grinding from up underneath
Now they just say I'm a, now they just say I'm a beast
And now all these haters looking at me pitifully
Cause I'm the shit, literally
And I be stuntin' when I ride past my old school
I say fuck the new car, I cop the old school


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A conversation between friends about exposing someone's true intentions and not being afraid to let go of the lies they've been hiding. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let it go, let it go homie
You know we can see through them blinds homie
And see through the truth and them lies homie
Just let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go homie
You know they can't see what we see homie
Difference from the real and make believe homie
So let it go, let it go, let it go


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A person facing challenges and adversity, determined to overcome them and not let others' opinions bring them down. They're ready to embrace their truth and let go of any negative feelings or judgments from others. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let it go, let it go, let it go
So let them go, let them go, let them go
Let them know
Let them know, let them know
This time I feel like it's now or never, ain't going nowhere
So no matter what they say, I'll be here forever
Even though some folks will make it so you can't win
Don't need to take it on the chin
Remember homie, you ain't even gotta hold it in


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A song about being aware of someone's falsehoods and letting go of the need to confront them directly, acknowledging that their reality is separate from ours. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let it go, let it go homie
You know we can see through them blinds homie
And see through the truth and them lies homie
Just let it go, let it go, let it go
Let it go, let it go homie
You know they can't see what we see homie
Difference from the real and make believe homie
So let it go, let it go, let it go


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The struggle to let go of past hurt and resentment, embracing forgiveness and moving forward. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let it go, let it go, let it go
So let them go, let them go, let them go
Let them know
Let them know, let them know


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Imagine a group of friends enjoying a party, talking about their material success and their obsession with money and the lifestyle it brings. [/INST]

Lyrics: This one look like that one
That one match this one
Fuck it
Money, money, money
It's young Khalifa, man
And I got money hoes money and hoes
Sick, money and hoes


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A confident rapper boasting about his success in attracting women, while also poking fun at the absurdity of certain situations and praising his friend, fellow rapper Wiz. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeaa thats right nigga
Probably got your bitch in a trance
I do it
Niggas got me laughin that shit funny
And my nigga Wiz got this shit ho


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Write a song about a wild and uninhibited night where the singer is eager to please their partner and leave them satisfied, with references to waking up neighbors, a passionate encounter, and a desire to try new things. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, wakin' up the neighbors, you could hear the headboard shakin'
I leave all your body parts achin'
Speedin' up the pace while I look right into your face
You tell me that's that good shit you're tastin'
And I know you like it from the side
But tonight I'mma just unwind and let you ride and watch you take it
Cause I'm tryin' to get you so wet, I mean so wet
If there's a record for this shit then I'mma break it
It's goin' down no matter the place or time my car
I got enough space
Think anything you think you want, no prob I got enough cake
All up in it in the mornin', knowin' damn well that I had you up late
Ain't buyin' it you ain't spendin' it, you keep throwin' it back so I'm givin' it


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Think about a situation where someone enjoys watching another person's confidence and energy when they engage in a certain activity, and how the repetition of the activity emphasizes the enjoyment. [/INST]

Lyrics: You love when I get up in it
You love when I get, you love when I get
You love when I get up in it
You love when I get, you love when I get


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A couple excited about their spontaneous adventures together, enjoying their time together without needing a specific destination. [/INST]

Lyrics: You don't even gotta name a place where we can go
Cause we already goin', goin', goin'
Don't nobody gotta ask or even got to know
Baby we already goin', goin', goin'
You love when I get up in it
You love when I get, you love when I get
You love when I get up in it
You love when I get, you love when I get


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A rapper reflects on their lavish lifestyle, wealth, and material possessions, alluding to their time in the spotlight and the consequences of their actions. They mention their friends and associates who are struggling financially, and express the importance of being surrounded by loyal people. They also highlight the benefits of hard work, success, and having a vision for the future, as well as the connections they've made in their journey. [/INST]

Lyrics: And they say all I rap about is bitches and champagne
You would too if every night you seen the same thing
Money wall to wall, young famous nigga, spend it all
When you die you can't take it with ya
Bottle of Rose if I’m drinking with ya
Cause most niggas is broke, they bank is injured
Them bitches gonna ride with who they think’s a winner
And I'll be smiling in case they take a picture
Oh, I'm smoking weed, drinking liquor, make a hundred
On a show spend it all on my niggas
When I go shopping I tell them pick one
'Cause they was with me when nobody seen a vision
Always about my business, don’t play the cards
I talked to the niggas who dealed them, uhh
Royal flush, now look up them niggas and baby girl you see us, yeah


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A person is contemplating spending all their money, realizing they won't be able to take any of it with them when they die. They express a desire to enjoy life by spending their wealth, instead of waiting for a later time. The repetition of "gone" signifies the inevitability of death and the urgency to enjoy life fully. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm gonna spend it all why wait for another day?
I'ma take all this money I own and blow it all away
Cause I can’t take it when I’m gone, gone, gone, gone
No I can’t take it when I’m gone, gone, gone
I’m gonna spend it all why wait for another day
I'ma take all this money I own and blow it all away
'Cause I can't take it when I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
No I can’t take it when I'm gone, gone, gone, gone, gone


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Describe a casual and carefree drive through the city while enjoying good company and smoking some high-quality weed. [/INST]

Lyrics: Nothin' new
Cause this is exactly what I do (uh)
What up E' (hahaha)
Good weed's lit up on this one (yea)
Ridin' by myself
Yea, uh


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A mysterious, enchanting scene where a captivating melody is being played by a magical creature. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh)
(Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh)
(Ooooooh, oooh, ooo-oo-oooooh)


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A family-oriented song, emphasizing the importance of loyalty and unity within the group, with a catchy chorus. [/INST]

Lyrics: Listen to this track, bitch!
I built this family on loyalty
Hm-mm, uh


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A confident and wealthy rapper brags about their expensive lifestyle, extravagant wardrobe, and ability to spend money freely. [/INST]

Lyrics: Count another grip, smoke another zip
Let them young niggas tell it, I be on my shit
Make a 100K, spent it all today
What can I say? My DNA is Givenchy
What my swag is? Retarded, what I'm driving? Ferrari
What I'm rocking? Armani, Gianni, Versace, huh
Fuck around and I'll buy one of you broke niggas
My change, insane, my chain, oh that thing?


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A song about living life without fear and being carefree with one's resources, embracing pleasures like money and weed to find balance and contentment. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin'
It's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin'
It's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin'
It's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin'
Stackin' cheese 'til my bread right, smokin' weed 'til my head right
Did it all on my own so, I'ma spend all my bread like
It's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin'
It's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin' (Oh)
Stackin' cheese 'til my bread right, smokin' trees 'til my head right
Did it all on my own so, I'ma spend all my bread like
It's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin'
It's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin', it's nothin'


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Write a song about a woman's confidence and the admiration she receives from those around her, with emphasis on her skills in a particular dance or performance. [/INST]

Lyrics: Goddamn, Goddamn
How the hell you get all that ass in them pants?
How you drinkin' and you ain't got no glass?
And how you came in here and you ain't got no man, what
Damn, to me you look perfect
Bend that ass over; let me see how you work it
Poppin' and shakin', get on your knees hit the dirt
Girl I go so deep in that pussy while he just hitting the surface
What is you sayin'?


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A song that encourages listeners to go above and beyond for their friends and people they respect, urging them to strive to impress and achieve greatness. [/INST]

Lyrics: Drop it down on it
Made me get a couple bands drop it down on it
Make you get a couple friends drop it down on it
Turn around drop it down, drop it down on it
Do it for a real nigga, do it for a boss
Do somethin' for a boss, do somethin' for a real nigga
Go and do somethin' for a boss
Do somethin' for a boss, do somethin'


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Write a song about a person expressing admiration for a person with a large buttocks, encouraging them to dance and enjoy themselves. [/INST]

Lyrics: Got a fat ass
Go on and shake that shit
Got a fat ass
Go on and shake that shit
Whoa
Got a fat ass
Go on and shake that shit
You got a fat ass
Go on and shake that shit
Damn


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A song about empowering others to succeed, especially by being a supportive friend and a strong leader. [/INST]

Lyrics: Drop it down on it
Made me get a couple bands drop it down on it
Make you get a couple friends drop it down on it
Turn around drop it down, drop it down on it
Do it for a real nigga, do it for a boss
Do somethin' for a boss, do somethin' for a real nigga
Go and do somethin' for a boss
Do somethin' for a boss, do somethin'


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A person expressing their excitement and willingness to spend money when a particular song is played. [/INST]

Lyrics: When this song come on, I'm spending money
Play something I can spend some money to
When this song come on, I'm spending money
Play something I can spend some money to


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A rapper describes their luxurious lifestyle, the risks they're willing to take, and their desire to have fun and enjoy life without limits. [/INST]

Lyrics: Highly faded, but I'm highly paid so I just live my life
That shit you niggas tryna do, I guarantee I did it twice
They say life's a gamble, hit my joint and roll the dice
When you living this high, you can't be afraid of heights
Book my flight to Vegas, Will, 20 thou- to stay the night
Another 10 on champagne, my money long, I pay the price
Tired of niggas saying they in my gang 'cause dog, we ain't alike
I'm throwing money, when I walk up in this bitch, they know it's money
Money in my arms, other table full of money
Pocket full of joints I rolled, dropping ashes on my clothes
Balling super hard, smoking 'til I overdose
Hardly ever sober, bitch we party 'til it's over


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A young man talks about how he enjoys living an extravagant lifestyle, spending money and partying, while also addressing the haters and explaining how he has worked hard for his success. [/INST]

Lyrics: When this song come on, I'm spending money
Play something I can spend some money to
When this song come on, I'm spending money
Play something I can spend some money to
You might also like
Niggas always hating on me, talking 'bout I'm balling too
Get your money up and quit your hating's what you oughta do
I been going hard since I was young when I was in my teens
I knew when I got older I'd be on, so now I do my thing
Spending money, popping hella bottles, making niggas mad
Going places, rolling Js, I live the life you wish you had
Throwing out dollars bills, putting shit on my tab
Got a joint full of that OG, got a clique full of them OGs


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A night out at the club, filled with partying, flirting, and indulging in lavish experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: Trippy nigga hit the club, you know I be fucked up
Chasing after model chicks, tryna get my fucks up
Niggas handcuffing hoes, but them niggas know what's up
Y'all came to the club together, but that ho gon' leave with us
Break out the blue dream, e'rybody rolling up
Where the lean? Where the cups? Ho, it's time to po' it up
Tell the owner we ain't leavin', we gon' buy the whole club
(Now my dollars to the ceiling, and my card ain't got no limit)


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A song about spending money and living extravagantly in the club with friends. [/INST]

Lyrics: When this song come on, I'm spending money
Play something I can spend some money to
When this song come on, I'm spending money
Play something I can spend some money to
We be in the clubs with all those motherfuckers
And we spend more money than all of them niggas
Them niggas who be thinkin' they hard
And they think they're motherfuckin' this and that
Yeah, 30 racks bitch. On champagne motherfucker
Keep them sparklers coming, what you doin?
And them niggas be over there and they be quiet
That's why Juicy's with us nigga
'Cause we spend 30 racks in the club


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Imagine a wild night out where the party got out of hand, leading to a memorable morning with unexpected company, an arrest, and a commitment to continue the party all night long with the group. [/INST]

Lyrics: Last night I let the party get the best of me
Waking up in the morning, two hoes laying next to me
Plus I heard an officer arrested me
Good weed and cold drinks
That's the motherfucking recipe
Nigga and we roll deep, so deep
It's going down in this bitch; concrete
We gon' party all night, no sleep
Tell the owner them is all my guys
So tonight everything is on me


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A party celebrating a successful business venture, with the host covering all expenses for a luxurious weekend getaway. [/INST]

Lyrics: The drinks is on me
The bitches, the hotel, the weed is all free
Get high, I mean so high we don't see the whole suite
Then fly to a level where you gon' need your own key
T—G—O—D


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Create a song about living life to the fullest, partying all night long, and not worrying about responsibilities. Include references to clubs, DJs, drinking, and spending money on good times. [/INST]

Lyrics: No job and no sleeping
Live it up like it's the weekend
When the DJ play the right song
Gon' drink, gon' party all night long
No job and no sleeping
Live it up like it's the weekend
When the DJ play the right song
Gon' drink, gon' party all night long
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Leaving from the club, now she wanna stay with us
Came to spend it all, don't care what I'm paying for
Used to be too young, now I'm out here buying the bar
Every time I look up, it's another red cup
Bunch of niggas in the game, but they ain't playin' wit us
They ain’t paying enough
Man, them niggas ain't ballin'
They just laying it up
Saying they does
I'm just rolling hella weed up
While on my way to the club
I had to wait at the club
But now I don't
Cause everything is on me


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A night out in the city, where a generous host provides for all their friends, and the night is filled with fun, laughter, and adventurous experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: The drinks is on me
The bitches, the hotel, the weed is all free
Get high, I mean so high we see the whole street
We fly, I mean so fly we need a whole wing
T—G—O—D