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Write a song that includes a pimp and his interactions with various women, using vulgar language and crude references. [/INST]

Lyrics: Shut up, ho, your pussy stank, smack her fast as she could blink
Pimp hand shining, kiss my ring, no shirt underneath the mink
Rub my back and feed me grapes, Oxycontin, Lean and Base
I screw duwop, I fuck her face, shut up, bitch, your pussy stank
Shut up, ho, your pussy stank, smack her fast as she could blink
Pimp hand shining, kiss my ring, no shirt underneath the mink
Rub my back and feed me grapes, Oxycontin, Lean and Base
I screw duwop, I fuck her face, shut up, bitch, your pussy stank


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What are people being upset about for no reason? [/INST]

Lyrics: What the fuck is y'all hatin' for?
Can't a young Scum fuck bitches anymore?
Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws
To come to see me, without no drawers?
What the fuck is y'all hatin' for?
Can't a young Scum fuck bitches anymore?
Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws
Come and see me, without no drawers?


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Describe a powerful, confident pimp who is respected and feared by all those around him, controlling the actions and lives of multiple women, and indulging in a lavish lifestyle filled with drugs, money, and power. [/INST]

Lyrics: Shut up, ho, your pussy stank, smack her fast as she could blink
Pimp hand shining, kiss my ring, no shirt underneath the mink
Rub my back and feed me grapes, Oxycontin, Lean and Base
I screw duwop, I fuck her face, shut up, bitch, your pussy stank
Shut up, ho, your pussy stank, smack her fast as she could blink
Pimp hand shining, kiss my ring, no shirt underneath the mink
Rub my back and feed me grapes, Oxycontin, Lean and Base
I screw duwop, I fuck her face, shut up, bitch, your pussy stank


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Recalling old memories of a close friend and asking about their well-being. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now I'm saying, "What's good with you?"
I remember being in the hood with you
I still think about you


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In a song that reflects on past mistakes and experiences, the narrator shares lessons they've learned about trust and betrayal. The song emphasizes the importance of being cautious with whom you share your feelings, especially when it comes to romantic relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fuck all the phony shit
Fuck it, I'm stuck on some doly shit
Had a knife in my back when I wrote this shit
I look back and I laugh when I noticed it
I shoot up and lean back on some Kobe shit
They don't know how to pass on some Kobe shit
Should've listened, my mom always told me this
I was only 13 when she told me this
Watch who you fuck with
And never ever trust a nigga for nothing
Even if you feel like you really love her
Don't ever tell that bitch that you really love her
'Cause that's when she's gon' make you feel like you nothing
And that's when you gon' start to feel like you buggin'
I wish I would've never told you wassup
And I wish I never even told you pull up


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A confident rapper describing their flashy lifestyle and expensive jewelry, while emphasizing their impact on the people around them with the phrase "bitch I'm drownin'" as a metaphor for being immersed in admiration. [/INST]

Lyrics: Wrist so icy, wonder why she like me, bitch I'm drownin'
In water, I just bought a Cuban, dipped it in a fountain
Everywhere that I go it's a light show, I'm surrounded
Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I'm drownin'
I just bought a Cuban ring and dipped it in a fountain
Chain so heavy I feel like I'm holdin' up a mountain
Everywhere that I go it's a light show, I'm surrounded
Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I'm drownin'


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Describe a day in the life of a confident, successful individual who recently bought a luxurious chain from Avianne and is making a name for themselves in the world of hip-hop. [/INST]

Lyrics: Just bought a brand new chain from Avianne
Nigga with attitude but I ain't from Compton
Lil Kodak, bitch, I'm Polo'd down like Carlton
Sniper Gang, I put a nigga on a carton
I'm the shit I'm fartin', I don't know how to potty
Pull up in a 'Rari, I'm in the Yo like Gotti
A Boogie, I'm goin' Scottie, nigga drop my deposit
I ain't Jamaican, bitch I'm Haitian, but I got them shottas
Harley Davidson every day, I'm ridin' with the chopper
They hatin', I know they don't wanna see a nigga prosper
I ain't doing trims, I'm in the cut like I'm a barber
She call me daddy, but I ain't her motherfucking father


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A rapper is describing his newfound fame and success, using metaphors and wordplay to emphasize his confidence and wealth. [/INST]

Lyrics: Wrist so icy, wonder why she like me, bitch I'm drownin'
In water, I just bought a Cuban, dipped it in a fountain
Everywhere that I go it's a light show, I'm surrounded
Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I'm drownin'
I just bought a Cuban ring and dipped it in a fountain
Chain so heavy I feel like I'm holdin' up a mountain
Everywhere that I go it's a light show, I'm surrounded
Bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bust down, bitch I'm drownin'
Bitch, I'm drownin'
Bitch, I'm drownin'
I'm drownin'
Drownin'
I'm drownin'


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A rivalry between two characters in a dangerous urban environment, where one character feels betrayed by the other's intentions. [/INST]

Lyrics: You gotta D Stackz beat
Nigga, this is what that jungle do
You been plottin', nigga, wasn't you?
I should've never even fucked wit' you


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A lyric about skipping the line, keeping stacks, and dealing with betrayal in the music industry. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I started in the back, had to skip the line though
I'ma keep that shit a stack 'til my fucking time go
Niggas throw you in the shade 'cause they wanna shine though
Nigga throw me in the grave in a Ferragamo
Man I can't believe they killed my fucking bro Quado
Shit was so deep I had to say that with my eyes closed
That shit made me wanna treat a nigga like he John Doe
Nine on me, Rondo, now that nigga John Doe, ha


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Write a song about someone's ruthless nature in the jungle, referencing their cunning plans and suggesting that they shouldn't have crossed paths with the singer. [/INST]

Lyrics: Nigga, this is what that jungle do
Nigga, this is what that jungle do
You been plottin', nigga, wasn't you?
I shoulda never even fuck wit' you


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A young man navigating through life in a harsh environment, feeling alone and learning to trust no one while finding success and becoming harder in the process. [/INST]

Lyrics: I was walking in the rain with my Timbs on
Steppin' over puddles full of pain, it's a big storm
13 on my Balmains, it's a big storm
In the club love to make it rain
Like what nigga, we don't fuck witcha
Know I'm all about my bucks nigga, I don't trust niggas
Ever since I was a young nigga coming up nigga
Ain't nobody show me love nigga, so it's fuck niggas, it's just us, nigga
Nigga this is what that jungle do
Nigga this is what that jungle do
That jungle turned me into a monster
That jungle made me go harder
That jungle turned me to a monster
That jungle made me go harder
That jungle turned me to a monster
That jungle made me go harder
That jungle turned me to a monster
That jungle made me go harder


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A person feels transformed and empowered after facing the challenges of the jungle, ultimately becoming stronger and more determined to succeed. [/INST]

Lyrics: The jungle turned me to a monster
The jungle made me go harder
Jungle turned me to a monster
Nigga this is what that jungle do
Nigga this is what the jungle do
Been plottin' nigga, wasn't you?
Should have never even fucked with you


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Input:
A talented group of 60 contributors collaborate to create a song that highlights the idea of timelessness and unstoppable energy, referencing influential artists like Jaegen. [/INST]

Lyrics: Mm, CP Dubb
Bitch, I'm really timeless
Let me beat it up like Jaegen


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In this song, the lyrics describe a rich and confident person who is always on the go, surrounded by luxury items and living a lavish lifestyle. They express a sense of timelessness and confidence, as well as a love for fast cars, diamonds, and high-end fashion. [/INST]

Lyrics: I cannot waste no time, bitch, I'm really timeless
I cannot leave my houses without diamonds
All the faces on my watches, jump out it
Change faces on the watches, now they frownin'
I probably spent the 100 thousand on fly shit
QP spent the 100 thousand on mileage
Bruce Lee kick it with me, I be stylin'
2 seater Bentley and it's topless
And she's topless, naked bitch driver
Papers and fronto wrapped around Sour
I cannot waste no time, bitch, I'm really timeless
I cannot waste no time, bitch, I'm really...


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A person is reflecting on their past experiences with someone, expressing their dedication to success and how they never truly felt the same way towards them as they did towards achieving their goals. [/INST]

Lyrics: I cannot waste no time, bitch, I'm really grindin'
If I ever said, "I love you", I was lyin'
I fuck with you but you was always like a side bitch
Cause I can never put nothin' over grindin'


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A frustrated character expressing their disbelief and resentment at the idea of falling in love with someone who has caused them emotional pain or hurt. [/INST]

Lyrics: PlugStudios
What the fuck, I'm 'posed to fall in love with you?
Bitch, I should've never even...


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A song about a guy who feels betrayed and disappointed by someone he thought he could trust, and how it affects his perception of love and loyalty, leading to violent fantasies about revenge. [/INST]

Lyrics: What the fuck, I'm 'posed to fall in love with you?
Bitch, I should've never even fucked with you
Trust issues, that shit made me feel uncomfortable
I should've never made you feel like I was stuck with you
You ever had somebody say that they was down for you?
They made it feel so real like they really down for you
They clown on you every time they turn around on you
They not loyal, they happy, they lookin' down on you
You really jacking, you don't fuck with me
Now I feel like you never kept it a buck with me
You saying I ain't the daddy, that would be luckily
I'm hoping that ain't my baby, that shit gon' fuck with me
You had me looking like a clown, bitch
That other nigga gon' fuck up running his mouth, bitch
How I fuck him up and drown him in a fountain
Leave that little nigga somewhere in the mountains


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A song expressing frustration and distrust towards people, especially in romantic relationships, and focusing on the importance of loyalty and trust within friendships. [/INST]

Lyrics: But now I'm feeling like I'm, ahh!
Fuck bitches, D.T.B., no, I don't trust bitches
Fuck bitches, D.T.B., no, I don't trust bitches
Love bitches, nah
Now I'm like, "What the fuck, nigga?"
I don't wanna fall in love with it
I love money, I don't love bitches
Fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches
Fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches
Fuck bitches, my nigga, we don't fuck with ya
My nigga, we don't fuck with ya
Fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches
Fuck bitches, fuck bitches, fuck bitches
My nigga, we don't fuck with ya
My nigga, we don't fuck with ya… why you fuck?
Fuck bitches, D.T.B., no, I don't trust bitches
Fuck bitches, D.T.B., no, I don't trust bitches


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A musician is trying to describe the mysterious and intense sounds coming from their bag, possibly filled with their instruments or music gear. The repetition of the phrase "What the fuck is that sound?" emphasizes the curiosity and excitement around these new sounds. [/INST]

Lyrics: In my bag now, In my bag now (Bag now)
What the fuck is that sound? (That sound)
What the fuck is that sound? (That sound)


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A young man is proud of his recent rise in social and financial status, which has allowed him to buy luxury items for his girlfriend, gain attention and respect at the club, and attract the interest of a beautiful woman who initially didn't respond to his advances. [/INST]

Lyrics: Brought the MAC out, niggas sat down
I got shit I never had now, I could brag now
Got my bitch a Louis bag now, she could brag now
Bought my bitch a Birkin bag now, she a brat now
Now I'm sittin' in the club in a different bag now
Baby when I pick it up you gon' put that ass down
Tell 'em you don't give a fuck, baby spin that ass 'round
Tell the DJ turn it up, what the fuck is that sound?
A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie and it's always foreign
Yeah I know she like my style, them other niggas borin'
When I pull up, it go skrrt-skrrt, that's a foreign
When I pull up on a red light, they don't want it
Yeah I came up from the mud and my baby know that
Introduced her to my plug, now she think she all that
When I first hit her up, no she never wrote back
Then I saw her at the club so I got up on that


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Describe a moment where someone confidently claims ownership of a song, showcasing their skills and having a strong bond with their partner. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now every time they play this song she say "This is my shit" (This is my shit)
See the flick of my wrist (Flick of my wrist)
And I know she know wassup, baby, this is my shit (This is my shit)
See the flick of my wrist (Flick of my wrist)
See A Boogie wit da Hoodie LiveGet tickets as low as $81You might also like
They know that's my bitch, that's a fact and she stuck with me
When you in my section, fill it up when my cup empty
I can't fuck with rats, that's a fact, that's a dub nigga
All about my F, can't put water over blood, nigga
Trust me, it get ugly
If I wasn't gettin' money would you still want me?
If I told you I was broke would you start actin' funny?
This is all I ever wanted, you can't take it from me


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A song about a woman's confidence in her ability to impress others with her skills, using the metaphor of a "flick of her wrist" to express her mastery in a particular area. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now every time they play this song, she say "This is my shit" (This is my shit)
See the flick of my wrist (Flick of my wrist)
And I know she know what's up baby this is my shit (This is my shit)
See the flick of my wrist (Flick of my wrist)


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Input:
A collaboration between various artists, featuring London On Da Track, creating a song about their unique abilities and how they come together to create a powerful track. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh
Yeah
Oh, that's London On Da Track, run that shit back
We got London On Da Track


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Describe a person with multiple qualities that make them attractive and desirable. [/INST]

Lyrics: Swervin’
How you look so perfect on your worst days?
Double C your purses, you deserve it
Niggas in your DM, they be thirsty (Thirsty), and in person
But you're curvin'
Curvy little body, love your surface (Surface)
Yeah, I’m all on your body, make you nervous
I like the way you keep up with your earnings
Yeah, it's okay, 'cause you swervin'


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A rapper talks about their confidence and the power they feel with their expensive car, weapons, and a sense of pride and dominance over their rivals, referring to them as "bitches" and "niggas" throughout the song. They mention how people have tried to challenge them but ultimately failed, and the rappers are ready to confront their enemies if needed. [/INST]

Lyrics: Where these bitches at? I'm in the V with the tints
Got the FN on my body and the clip on hollow tips
Niggas say they gon' rob me and they still ain't do shit
Catch her waitin' in the lobby, I'ma give her this dick
Man, where these niggas at? Man, where these niggas at?
We gon' pull up big bodies with the Rugers in the back
I got Rugers and the MAC's, pump leave a nigga flat
Talkin' hot, we spin the block, we gon' leave him where he at


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A rapper is confronting a group of rivals, boasting about their flashy ride, and warning them not to mess with them or they'll face consequences. [/INST]

Lyrics: Like, where these niggas at? Ayy, where these niggas at?
I'ma pull up in the big body with the fuckin' MAC
If the opps try to turn my song off, run it back
Used to have the pack in my long johns, now I rap
If a nigga wanna act out, got the MAC out
I ain't got no fuckin' back-up, that's a man down
I ain't got the fuckin' forty, knock his teeth out
Spin back with the Ruger, air the block out


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Write a song lyrics about someone who is attractive, confident, and always keeping up with their finances while attracting attention from various people, but remaining true to themselves. [/INST]

Lyrics: Swervin' (Swervin')
How you look so perfect on your worst days? (Worst days)
Double C your purses, you deserve it
Niggas in your DM, they be thirsty (Thirsty), and in person (Person)
But you're curvin'
Curvy little body, love your surface (Surface)
Yeah, I'm all on your body, make you nervous
I like the way you keep up with your earnings
Yeah, it's okay, 'cause you swervin'


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Write a song about a successful, confident individual who has achieved their dreams and is now living a luxurious lifestyle, surrounded by wealth and fame, with London On Da Track as a featured artist. [/INST]

Lyrics: The way that I live my life is amazing
Back to back big bodies, no more dreams, yeah
So much shit up on my mind, I couldn't think, yeah
All my niggas rock designer like they scream, yeah
Got the AP covered, diamonds with baguettes, yeah
Say my name in your song and it's lit, yeah
Been waiting for a nigga like this, yeah
We got London On Da Track


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Create a song about a girl who is unexpectedly good at something, making the singer feel good and giving them the urge to look back at their experience with her. [/INST]

Lyrics: Look back at it
She ain't never do this before, but she good at it
Said she never made love, but she good at it (She good at it)
She make a nigga feel good when I look at it (Yeah)
I get goosebumps when I look at it (Look at it)
Oh, girls just wanna have fun with it (Fun with it)
All the girls just wanna have fun with me (Fun with me)
These girls ain't really no good for me, yeah


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Write a song that celebrates your new luxury car, while emphasizing the importance of friends who enjoy spending money and living a lavish lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: Drrrat, da-da, da
Drrrat, da-da-da, da
Drrrat, da-da-um-da
Drrrat, da-da-da-um-da
Yeah, got a new Benz that I ain't promotin', yeah
All of my friends love money throwin'
Drrrat, da-da-da-um-da


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Create a catchy and repetitive lyric for a song about someone who just bought a new luxury car and enjoys the attention and excitement it brings, while still having a casual and fun attitude towards life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Drrrat, da-da, da
Drrrat, da-da-da, da
Drrrat, da-da-um-da
Drrrat, da-da-da-um-da
Yeah, got a new Benz that I ain't promotin', yeah
All of my friends love money throwin'
Drrrat, da-da-da-um-da
Drrrat, da-da-um-da


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A song describing a person's life experiences, embracing their flaws, and expressing their desire to enjoy life and have fun with others. [/INST]

Lyrics: Can I come by and vibe? (Can I?)
I get a different type of fly (Fly)
Hit a lick and split it with my guys (My guys)
Gettin' rich I'm really lit, but I (I)
Ain't shit, I admit it but I try (I try)
If I'm wrong, just tell me that I'm right
Let me tell you somethin' 'bout my life (My life)
Look back at it
Said she never made love, but she good at it (Good at it)
I get goosebumps when I look at it (When I look at it)
All the girls just wanna have fun with me
These girls...


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In a moment of reflection, the narrator wishes to emphasize the kindness and support they have shown towards someone, despite any misunderstandings or negative experiences they might have had. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, at least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you


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A confident individual expressing their newfound success, desire for companionship, and aspirations for the future while emphasizing their unique status and separation from their past life. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got on Saint Laurent, come here baby
I just wanted some company baby
I don't want you to feel like I'm playing
Can I fuck you without you complaining?
Got no time for a lunch with you baby
I get bread, what the fuck is you saying?
I get fly on any different occasion
I be in and out of different locations
I can't stop, I put on for this
Swear to god I put on for this
Had to move out my mama's crib
Had to put in overtime for this
I can brag cause I'm confident
I'm the man, ain't no stopping it
I don't got to wait for a shopping list
I want to body a fit then I'm copping it
I fuck it up, fuck it up now
Every Rollie getting bust down
Young niggas repping uptown
I was down but I'm up now
Ain't no pounds or "what's ups" now
My nigga it's just us now
I'm not a regular person, I'm not a regular person
I'm not a regular person, I'm not a regular person
I'm not a regular person


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In a rap song, a confident and assertive artist assures a potential lover that they've never met anyone like them before, and tries to win them over by showing their unique qualities and charms. [/INST]

Lyrics: Plug Studios
Baby, you ain't never fucked with a thug
So what's up? I'll make you fall in love with it
Make you fall in love with it


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A song about trusting no one in the game of love and loyalty, and the hidden dangers that come with it. [/INST]

Lyrics: And I ain't even gon' lie
A lot of niggas say they gon' ride
They ain't really gon' ride
They don't want to be a homicide
So they callin' niggas bro
But they really playin' both sides
I don't trust a nigga, bottom line
And I don't trust a bitch, bottom line
Just because she on ya ride
That don't mean she ya ride-or-die
Your worst enemy could be right by your side (Hah)
But I'm goin' up
Baby you ain't never fucked with a thug
So wassup, I'll -- I'll make you fall in -- yeah, baby
I'll make you fall in love with it (Yeah)
And she know wassup
And she know I keep a gun in the glove
And it's tough 'cause she hold it whenever I'm done with it


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A confident individual is expressing their control over something, possibly a valuable item, and their ability to keep moving forward while having fun and maintaining their "thug" attitude. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, she gone hold it when I'm done with it
She gone hold it when I'm done with it
She already know what's up with it
I'm the plug with it (Yeah)
Baby now I'm havin' fun with it
I'ma thug with it
I'ma keep on goin' though, keep on goin', right now


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A rapper is expressing his confidence in attracting a woman, emphasizing his street credibility and the fact that she knows about his potential weapon. He wants her to fall in love with it, suggesting that this is a challenge or a game. The lyrics play with the notion of power dynamics and the idea of a love that is difficult due to external factors. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now I'm goin' up, baby you ain't never fucked with a thug
So wassup I'll make you fall in love with it
I think she know -- and she know I keep a gun in glove
And it's tough cause she hold it whenever I'm done wit' it
Now I'm goin' up
Baby you ain't ever fucked with a thug
So wassup I'll make you fall in love with it (Yeah)
And she know wassup
And she know I keep a gun in a glove
And it's tough 'cause she hold it whenever I'm done with it


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A rapper reflects on his interactions with a woman who attempts to keep him in the "friend zone," but he's determined to score and break past that boundary. [/INST]

Lyrics: Every time I make another one, it's another one
Don't be all up on my french toast when that butter come
She tried to put me in the friend zone, but she wanted some
Fuck it, I'll be in that friend zone 'cause I fuck with her
After fuckin' her
She tried to put me in the friend zone
Fuck it, I'll be in that friend zone
Scorin' like the end zone
Huh?


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A man shares his experience of being with a woman who was already in a relationship, leading to tension and jealousy, but ultimately resulting in the man becoming the object of her affection and the other man becoming upset. [/INST]

Lyrics: I laughed with her, smoked gas with her
When I showed her I can rap, she said, "You a bad nigga"
I said, "What about your man?" She said, "Fuck that nigga"
You must have been doin' bad with her
She said she only let me hit to get you mad
Oh, it's so sad, nigga
Takin' niggas bitches back to back, yeah I'm that nigga
A-Boogie on her titty, took my autograph with her
Whoever she goin' home to, I feel bad for that nigga
He gon' be a mad nigga
He won't even wanna talk about it
When we started fuckin' she promised we never talk about it (Never talk about it)
Bitches be for everybody, nigga why you trippin' 'bout it
Fuck a nigga bitch, now I can't even leave the crib without it
He a bitch about it
Yeah, he a bitch about it
Fucked a nigga bitch, now I can't even leave the crib without it
Yeah, he a bitch about it


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Write a song about someone who keeps getting involved with people but doesn't want to make a serious commitment, while still appreciating their company and their time together. [/INST]

Lyrics: Every time I make another one, it's another one
Don't be all up on my french toast when that butter come
She tried to put me in the friend zone, but she wanted some
Fuck it, I'll be in that friend zone 'cause I fuck with her
After fuckin' her
She tried to put me in the friend zone
Ah! Another one
Ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na-na-na-na
Another one, it's another one
Na-na-na-na-na-na


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A person feeling overwhelmed by the constant notifications and messages on their phone, highlighting their various difficulties and challenges in life. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages


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A person is constantly receiving an overwhelming amount of messages and dealing with numerous problems in their life, which seems to be a never-ending struggle. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages
I got 99 problems and messages


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A song about a complicated relationship where one partner expresses their feelings, regrets, and the desire to have a child together with the other, while also acknowledging their own imperfections and the difficulties of their situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: You didn't tell me you love me until I said I loved you
But I didn't love you until after I fucked you
Are we both guilty? Do you feel me?
I was tryna go half and half with you on a baby
I must've been crazy to let you play me
Bitch, I'm too wavy, you can never replace me
And I can't take it, you was amazing
I would've went half and half with you on a baby


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The protagonist reminisces about a past relationship, acknowledging their previous mistakes and betrayals. They reveal they have moved on and now have multiple options for new partners. They offer to take the listener out in their car, suggesting they are now in a position of power and control. The protagonist expresses regret over not fully supporting their former partner and hints at the possibility of providing them a family, but now feels they have outgrown that relationship. [/INST]

Lyrics: You was the one, I said I loved you so I fucked with you
I was hearing rumors, hoping that they wasn't true
You would call my phone thinking it was cool but you knew
Everything that you told me that you wasn't doing
You do girl, it was true girl
Now I got a couple new girls in my new world
Any different type of mood, I can pick and choose girls
Tell me what you wanna do, I can pick you up
In a two door, that's a new sport, come and hop in
All them niggas talking nonsense, they don't want this
Girl I prolly would've gave you anything you wanted
Girl I prolly would've put a baby in your stomach


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Write a song about the complicated dynamics of a love triangle involving a potential third person, with playful wordplay and a reference to A Boogie Wit da Hoodie. [/INST]

Lyrics: Half on a baby, Na Na Nah
Half on a baby, Na-Na Nah-Na
Half on a baby, Na-Na Nah Nah
Nah Na-Na Nah Na
Shawty, me, you, and a baby
Could've been me, you, and a baby
Half on a baby, on a baby
Half on a baby, on a, ha!
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I told her the moment that I approached her
Come closer, I needed a little closure
Heart colder, I'm looking over my shoulder
Then I showed her something to make her come over
I put lemons in the jacuzzi, if you see
How I move, we might end up making a movie
Come through, see what I'm talking is really true things
We can do things, girl we can do things
If you wanna do it on the low, we can do it that's cool
But if you fuck it up that's you
I can cut you off in a second if you try to act new
Oh, I'll be throwing up my deuce, yeah


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Describe a situation where someone is considering a decision involving a baby, while using playful and catchy rhymes. [/INST]

Lyrics: Half on a baby, Na Na Nah
Half on a baby, Na-Na Nah-Na
Half on a baby, Na-Na Nah Nah
Nah Na-Na Nah Na
Shawty, me, you, and a baby
Could've been me, you, and a baby
Half on a baby, on a baby
Half on a baby, on a, ha!


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A song about dealing with intense emotions and the desire to escape from one's feelings, while also embracing a carefree attitude towards danger and challenges. [/INST]

Lyrics: You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin', it feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith
Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way
I ain't sayin' I'm addicted, Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain
Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it, nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away


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A group of friends, including a brother who loves music, hang out together, and they share their passion for success, luxury, and having fun. They take on the world and aspire to reach their goals. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up
And my lil' brother turned to a drummer
Walked him outside, now he got the llama
I took that Maybach where the J's at
Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers
All my niggas know run up them numbers
Fuck it, run up them numbers (Yeah)


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A young man in the streets has a group of friends, including his younger brother who has recently taken up playing the drums. They are all ambitious and focused on achieving their goals, hoping to make a name for themselves in their community. They have a strong bond and support each other, no matter what obstacles they face. The lyrics celebrate their camaraderie and their determination to succeed. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up
And my lil' brother turned to a drummer
Walked him outside, now he got the llama
I took that Maybach where the J's at
Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers
All my niggas know run up them numbers
Fuck it, run up them numbers


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A group of friends confidently planning to cause trouble and celebrating their successes in life, with references to luxury vehicles, wealth, and music. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up
And my lil' brother turned to a drummer
Walked him outside, now he got the llama
I took the Maybach where the J's at
Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers
All my niggas know run up them numbers
Fuck it, run up them numbers


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Write a song about the pain of losing a love and how it affects the person left behind, while also expressing the feeling of longing and the desire for closure. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I loved her too hard, she left me here with this guitar
You can try stealing my heart, it's already gone
You can tell something is wrong, just leave me alone
I don't even know where to start, I'm just done
Used to being in my room with you
Now you're gone, I only see you through the phone now, where did you go?
I should've never told you leave me alone, I guess you took it to the heart
Yeah, let's go


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A heartbroken musician struggles with their feelings for a lost love, and attempts to cope with their absence through music and a phone connection. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's just me and this guitar, playing this song
You can try stealing my heart, it's already gone
You can tell something is wrong, just leave me alone
I don't even know where to start, I'm just done
Used to being in my room with you, now you're gone
Oh, I only see you through a phone now, where did you go?
I should've never told you, "Leave me alone"
I guess you took it to the heart when I said, "Leave me a—"


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A heartbroken singer laments the loss of their significant other's love and how their relationship has changed with the constant presence of their guitar. The singer reminisces about the past and questions the whereabouts of their lost love. [/INST]

Lyrics: I lost her heart, she left me here with this guitar
So if you plan on stealing my heart, it's already gone
You can tell something is wrong, just leave me alone
'Cause I don't even know where to start, I'm just done
Used to being in my room with you, now you're gone
Oh, I only see you through a phone now, where did you go?


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Imagine a song that encourages people to get closer, with catchy and repetitive lyrics, featuring a chorus of 54 contributors from various backgrounds, and a mix of translations in Portuguese. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hitmaka
Oh-oh, oh, yeah


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Write a song where the artist is warning someone not to take them for granted and reminding them that they are not an average person. [/INST]

Lyrics: You told me that you need some closure, you said come over
I don't need to take no Uber, I drive a Rover
Tryna bribe me with a bag, wait, nigga, hold up
If you ever try to play me, nigga, you's a whole dub, whole dub
Always got what I wanted
Never asked nobody for nothin'
I can take a trip to the islands alone
But if you want it you
Gotta come with somethin' new
I don't know what's wrong with you
So over your petty games, you're getting way too comfortable
Oh-oh, oh
Gettin' real comfortable treatin' me like a regular
Don't bring out the worst in me when I bring out the best in you
Boy, I ain't average
Don't make me turn savage
I need you to see that I'm no regular girl


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A person is trying to communicate their need for closure in a relationship or situation, but their significant other isn't getting the message. The song repeats this need for closure, hoping for understanding and resolution in their relationship. [/INST]

Lyrics: Come closer (Oh-oh, oh-whoa)
All I ever needed was some closure (Needed some closure)
Come closer
All I ever needed was some closure (All I ever needed was some closure)
Come closer, oh, oh (All I ever needed was some closure)
Come closer, oh, oh
All he ever needed was some closure


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Create a song lyric that represents feeling overwhelmed or confused about what to say in a particular situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ness on the beat
...the fuck I'm supposed to say?
What the fuck I'm supposed to say? Ayy


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A young man experiences frequent police stops, but feels uncertain about how to respond. He also discusses the challenges of living in a dangerous environment, his financial success, and the way he expresses himself. [/INST]

Lyrics: What the fuck I'm supposed to say?
Police pull me over, they ain't got nothing to say
I told 'em, "I got tints because I'm rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot, niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Hold up, what the fuck I'm supposed to say?
Police pull me over, they ain't got nothing to say
I told 'em, "I got tints because I'm rich", they said, "Okay", ayy
Gotta pray a lot, niggas get shot up everyday, ayy
Heard you got a big body but a little face, ayy
Got a 41 bezel, it's 100K, ayy
If I feel a way then I'm gon' say it to your face, ayy
If I play the block today, I'll make 100K, ayy


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A song about expressing desires and preferences in relationships, emphasizing that the person doesn't want just any partner, but someone who shares their same interests and desires. [/INST]

Lyrics: Sex me, don't caress me
I'm good, I don't wanna be your bestie
She like, "Wet me like a jet-ski"
Beat her to it, I'ma do it if she let me, yeah
Get flee in a white tee
Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, yeah
You can't be my wifey, you're just like me
Sex me, don't caress me
I'm good, I don't wanna be your bestie
She like, "Wet me like a jet-ski"
Beat her to it, I'ma do it if she let me, uh
Get flee in a white tee
Two hundred on my neck, it get icy, uh
You can't be my wifey, you're just like me


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Describe a situation where someone is reflecting on their feelings for a person, realizing that they have similar qualities and considering whether or not they could be a potential romantic partner, best friend, or just a casual acquaintance. [/INST]

Lyrics: You're just like me, you're just like me
No you can't be my wifey
Be my nothing, you're just like me
Ooh, yeah
No you can't be my bestie, you can't be my wifey
You can't be my nothing, you're just like me


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A rapper is expressing their frustration with people not listening to their music and message, focusing on the temporary nature of many of the relationships and connections they encounter. [/INST]

Lyrics: And I'm just giving you the real, hmm
I swear these niggas be so temporary
Bitches be so temporary
I'm just giving you the real
You gotta listen I don't think they hear me
Turn it up 'cause I don't think they hear me
Let me tell you how I feel


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A singer is expressing their emotions and sharing their honest feelings with the listener. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let me tell you how I feel, yeah
Let me tell you how I feel, yeah
And I'm just giving you the real
And I'm just giving you real
Let me tell you how I feel, yeah
Let me tell you how I feel, yeah
And I'm just giving you the real
And I'm just giving you real


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A rapper who recently got a new car, a chopper, and is about to meet with Richie to discuss their financial success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Huh, woke up in a new car
Chopper on my hip, it shoot a movie like a porn star, uh
I might fuck a porn star, uh
Woke up in Mercedes, yeah, let's ride up in a foreign car
I just told Richie we rich


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A song about the speaker's dangerous nature, their connection to both good and bad forces, and the consequences of challenging their authority. [/INST]

Lyrics: Don't get on my bad side, I'm dangerous
Demons and angels hang with us
Treat it like a phone, baby, hang it up, uh
Throw your side up, go 'head, bang it up
Don't fuck with me, no, I'm dangerous, uh
I'm from where they hang 'em, oh
Throw your side up, go 'head, bang it up
Throw your side up, go 'head, bang it up


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A confident rapper, known for their tough demeanor and loyalty to their friends, shares their thoughts on the world and life, emphasizing their unique style, dismissing fake stories, and prioritizing financial success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ayy, you heard of me? (Ayy, heard of me, yeah)
Fuck a Perc-10, need a 30 (I need a 30)
And my FN 'cause they lurking
And a Smith & Wesson's with the broski, no worries
All these other niggas bitch niggas, they get disfigured
Ballin', yeah, I swish, nigga, I'ma swish, nigga
Own lane, never switch, nigga, never switch, nigga
Tryna fuck the world, they can suck a dick, nigga (Real shit)
Fuck telling stories, I'ma make one
This is real life shit, niggas make one
I don't care about none of y'all
Need to go and get your money up (Ya dig?)


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In this song, the singer is warning someone not to get on their bad side, as they are dangerous. The singer has a group of friends with both positive and negative qualities, and the listener is advised to 'hang it up' if they don't want to be involved in this dangerous world. [/INST]

Lyrics: Don't get on my bad side, I'm dangerous
Demons and angels hang with us
Treat it like a phone, baby, hang it up, uh
Throw your side up, go 'head, bang it up
Don't fuck with me, no, I'm dangerous, uh
I'm from where they hang 'em, oh
Throw your side up, go 'head, bang it up
Throw your side up, go 'head, bang it up


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Write a song about a talented young artist, paying homage to their unique skills and comparing them to well-known musicians. [/INST]

Lyrics: Young Troy, you a genius
Let me beat it up like Jaegen


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A person is expressing their feelings about confronting conflicts and being aware of their boldness. They discuss the consequences of actions and the challenges of communication. The lyrics imply that they may sometimes overstep their boundaries. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, .44 Bulldog
Hit a nigga melon, split a nigga bean
Everybody sayin' what they gon' do, yeah
But they just talkin', they don't mean it
Try to run down with your deuce-deuce
That's a no-no, get a forty, yeah
Yeah, I know I'm probably too much, yeah
Sometimes I just be OD-in'


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Living life in the fast lane with a reckless attitude, constantly pushing the limits and making risky choices, always surrounded by loyal friends and potential enemies. [/INST]

Lyrics: I was gonna go and try to fall asleep
But, I got too much energy, yeah
I was gonna go to Canada deep, but
All my niggas said they got felonies, yeah
I was gonna pull up in Givenchy, but
I just bought all this ERD shit
I'm too flee, all the groupies, yeah
They just wanna get next to me, yeah
Everybody say they run down
'Til they hear that gun sound on that lemon squeeze, yeah
Bet your homie ain't your homie
Trust me, paparazzi, that's the police, yeah
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.44 Bulldog
Hit a nigga melon, split a nigga bean
Everybody sayin' what they gon' do, yeah
But they just talkin', they don't mean it
Try to run down with your deuce-deuce
That's a no-no, get a forty, yeah
Yeah, I know I'm probably too much, yeah
Sometimes I just be OD-in'


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A song about feeling overwhelmed and taking a break [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, sometimes, I just be OD-in', yeah
(She like, "On God," and she know Jesus)
Sometimes, I just be OD-in'
(Girl I hold back for no reason)
Yeah, sometimes, I just be OD-in'
(Sometimes, I just be O), yeah
Sometimes, I just be OD-in'


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Write a song that describes a person's experiences growing up in a rough neighborhood, their involvement in the hip-hop and R&B music scenes, and their determination to make a name for themselves amidst the challenges they face. [/INST]

Lyrics: And sometimes, I just be OD-in'
But I'm from Highbridge, what you thinkin'?
You can punch in mine if yours is readin'
And you can punch in mine if yours is readin'
I give you all my time if you give me reasons
You only call my line when you think I'm creepin'
The thirty clip too long, you can probably see it
It's a hip-hop song, but I'm R&B-in', yeah
.44 Bulldog, yeah
Hit a **** melon, split a **** bean, yeah
Everybody sayin' what they gon' do, yeah
But they just talkin', they don't mean it
Try to run down with your deuce-deuce, yeah
That's a no-no, get a forty, yeah
Yeah, I know I'm probably too much, yeah
Sometimes I just be OD-in'


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A song about breaking from tradition and embracing a spontaneous conversation or event, with the subject being the favorite song of the 72 contributors. [/INST]

Lyrics: This don't usually happen like this, though, fuck it


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A group of friends collaborate on a song, incorporating different styles and influences, with a focus on youth and creativity. [/INST]

Lyrics: Young OG
A Boogie, what's up?
Another one
Yeah


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Create a song that focuses on the idea of staying true to oneself and maintaining a sense of reality, while also acknowledging the challenges faced when dealing with people who may not be genuine. [/INST]

Lyrics: Look, let's keep it real and never fake it (fake it)
Yeah, I'm gettin' money, they can't take it, take it, take it (I know)
The vibe is off, I gotta shake it (skrt)
Look, I'm nothin' like them no one to mistake it
The sun is gon' shine even through the shady
Just 'cause I play it Melo, don't think you can trade me
You can't buy class, I bought a new Mercedes
Came back on them birds, I'm the new Tom Brady
Wow, all I see is wild life when I'm out
Bunch of snakes, couple cats with my life in they mouth
Lion like they gorillas really soft as chinchillas
Don't sweat the butterfly after you diss the caterpillar
That's wild
Wild, wild, wild
When I come through all I see is wild thots


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Imagine a song that discusses the excitement and chaos surrounding the presence of "wild" individuals in a social setting. The singer emphasizes their wild nature with repetitive lyrics and a catchy beat, while acknowledging the influence these people have on the atmosphere and their own experiences. [/INST]

Lyrics: Wild, wild, wild
Wild, wild, wild thots
Wild, wild, wild
When I come through all I see is wild thots


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Song about a singer trying to get a response from a girl, who might only be interested in his fame, and a relationship that might only be for fun, but both of them are not looking for commitment. [/INST]

Lyrics: Woah, if I write (It's JoeFromYO)
If I write you, girl, will you reply? (Go Grizz)
Follow my commands, come on, girl, comply
You only want me 'cause my life's televised
And I can see all them lies in your eyes
But I'm no different, selling dreams for tonight
Just so I could have my way, rubbin' on your thighs
In the morning, go back home because I do not have no ties


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Write a song that expresses a person's desire to change their past and show commitment to a potential romantic interest, while using metaphors and humor to convey their intentions. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, but if I (But if I)
If I write you, girl, tell me, would you reply? (Would you reply?)
You know I used to be a thief up in the night (Yeah, yeah)
And you don't want that type of guy in your life
But what if I put on a disguise for the night? (Yeah, yeah)
What if I was to put my life up on the line? (On the line)
Don't pay no mind to them bitches, like a ticket, you're fine
Gave you a shoulder to lean on for when you cry


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Describe a person's unique characteristics and their impact on a situation involving food, relationships, and potential conflict. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's couples out here that's not eatin', we got plain scallops
And clam chowder, you gon' be raising my damn toddler
And I can't lie, baby girl, it ain't no way around you
Ain't nothin' to say about it, got niggas pull up and spray about it
I'm gone


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Write a song expressing your feelings of attraction and desire for someone, using the line "I'm gone" to emphasize your feelings. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, and when I say, "I'm gone"
Don't just say it right after me like it's some sing-along shit
You got mad when I said you could bring your friend along, yeah
I'm gon' fuck you to this, make this one your favorite song
And you even look sexy with no makeup on
And you ain't gotta ask me, girl, just take it off
I knew that you was nasty the way you take it raw
I just hope that you don't think I'm crazy, girl


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Imagine a song where the narrator is trying to connect with a girl he's interested in, but feels like she only wants him because of his fame and lifestyle. He wonders if she would still be interested in him if he wore a disguise and if she would be honest with him. [/INST]

Lyrics: If I
Woah, if I write
If I write you, girl, tell me, would you reply?
You know I used to be a thief up in the night
You only want me 'cause my life's televised
But what if I put on a disguise for the night?
And I can see all the lies in your eyes (Yeah, yeah)
You don't want this type of guy, right
In the morning, go back home because I do not have no ties (Yeah)
Woah, if I write
If I write you, girl, tell me would you reply?
Yeah, if I write you, can you reply?


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A person expressing their infatuation and obsession with someone's online presence and activities, despite not being their follower. [/INST]

Lyrics: I feel like I'm stalking you, I swear
I keep on watching your snaps, I'm stuck on your Instagram
And girl, I don't even follow you, I can't
Too busy calling you back, sometimes I don't understand


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A man is expressing his feelings of inadequacy and admiration for a woman he can't seem to impress or let go. He longs for her attention and wonders if she ever thinks about him. [/INST]

Lyrics: Should pick you up in my spaceship
You're way too good for me
I ran out of shit to say, she ask me questions all day
I can't keep making up stories
She said goodbye and left me in the cold
If I can't take it, I'm sorry
I need good vibes, if not, leave me alone
I swear I hate to see you walk away
But you look so damn good when you walk away
Do you ever think about stalkin' me
Cause I do just in case you been wondering


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A guy is expressing his fascination and admiration for a girl he's recently met, through her social media presence, and even though he isn't her follower, he can't help but keep checking her snaps and her Instagram, and even calls her frequently, feeling a little overwhelmed by his behavior and wondering if he's coming off as a stalker. [/INST]

Lyrics: And I swear, that's why I'm watching your snaps
I'm stuck on your Instagram
And girl, I don't even follow you, I can't
Too busy calling you back, sometimes I don't understand
I feel like I'm stalking you, I swear
I keep on watching your snaps, I'm stuck on your Instagram
And girl, I don't even follow you, I can't
Too busy calling you back, sometimes I don't understand
I feel like I'm


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Rap about living life in beast mode, ballin' hard, having the cheat code to success, and a wild Puerto Rican girl who's a freak ho. [/INST]

Lyrics: Beast mode (Yeah), go beast mode
Ballin' so hard, yeah, they think I got the cheat code
Huh, I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothafuckin' jeans, ho
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little bitch, and she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak ho (Huh)
Yeah, I don't really wanna fall in love with a freak ho
Yeah, she a freak ho
Huh, ballin' so hard they gon' think I got the cheat code
They gon' think I got the cheat code, yeah


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Write a song about feeling confident and powerful, expressing that others are intimidated by your presence and success, and warning others not to test your loyalty. [/INST]

Lyrics: Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
I think them niggas is scared of us
They flexing but only for cameras
I embarrass 'em
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you


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Rappers talking about their confidence and feeling superior to others, showcasing their flashy lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: I think them niggas is scared of us
Flexing but only for cameras
Nothing these niggas could do to us
Who the fuck can they compare to us?
Nothing these niggas could say to us
I let 'em stare if they stare at us
Look at my chain, I embarrass 'em
Fuck it, it ain't no comparison


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A rapper is boasting about their flashy lifestyle and wealth, specifically referring to their expensive chain and mentioning a fellow artist named Young Metro. The rapper is warning others not to underestimate them, as they are not afraid to take action if needed. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ain't no comparison
Fuck it, it ain't no comparison
Look at my chain, it's embarrassin'
I'm flexing on 'em, embarrassin'
Flexing on 'em, so embarrassin'
Look at my chain, it's embarrassin'
If Young Metro don't trust, you I'm gon' shoot you


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Write a song expressing a desire for a more liberating, non-traditional experience in place of romantic love. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fuck love sex
Can we have drug sex?
Fuck love sex, can we have drug sex?
Fuck love sex, can we have drug, drug, drug, drug


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The song is about a person who has experienced the highs and lows of a relationship, but has always had the support of their significant other during difficult times. Despite being in love and considering the other person as their ride-or-die, they now feel that they deserve better and are focused on their own success and personal growth. The chorus highlights their determination to prioritize their own well-being and financial stability, even if it means parting ways with their former lover. [/INST]

Lyrics: She held it down when I was down
That's why I still fuck with you (Fuck with you)
I was in love with you
You was my ride or die bitch
Baby, what's up with you?
I could've been doing my thing from the jump
But I gave you my everything and that didn't
Mean anything now I want better things
Fuck it, it's money over everything
I put that on everything (Everything)
I put that on everything
Put that on everything (Everything)
I put that on everything
It's money over everything
I put that on everything
I put that on everything, nigga


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A rapper and his friends are at a party, enjoying the company of an attractive woman who recently had a tummy tuck. They are also encouraging each other to live life to the fullest and have a good time, making references to their excitement and energy. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, shawty got ass, she just got a tummy tuck, yeah
Startenders, run it up, ah
Let's get into it
Watch it, bitch
Yeah, ah, haha


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A song that talks about a person's confidence and experiences with different partners, expressing their feelings about being misunderstood, and their experience with someone named Biggaveli. [/INST]

Lyrics: Mmh, ain’t fuckin' with no off-brand bitch (Yeah)
Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah)
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (Yeah)
Ooh, I’m feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, uh, ooh, yeah


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A song about a girl who recently left her man, showing off her new car, and her entrance into a world of confidence, luxury, and loyalty with a unique group of friends. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ooh, I see it in you (You)
You just left your man, that's too bad, ooh (Too)
Pull up in a foreign like skrrt skrrt (Coupe)
All up in your feelings, yeah you seem so hurt (Yeah)
Eliantte chains, now it's time to run it up
And the gang got a tool, so you know they one of us, yeah
Shawty got ass, she just got a tummy tuck, yeah
Startenders, run it up


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A confident, swagger-filled rap song, in which the artist brags about their high-level popularity and talks about their experiences with women. The artist is also inspired by the famous rapper, Biggaveli. [/INST]

Lyrics: Mmh, ain't fuckin' with no off-brand bitch (Yeah)
Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah)
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (Yeah)
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli
Mmh, ain't fuckin' with no off-brand bitch (Yeah)
Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah)
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (Yeah)
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, uh, ooh, yeah


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A song that emphasizes the importance of focusing on one's head, shoulders, knees, and the power of staying focused while mentioning the influence of G's (money) on success and avoiding off-brand or inferior choices. [/INST]

Lyrics: Head, shoulders, knees, focus
Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah
Head, yeah, shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, goin', yeah
Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, focus, yeah
Head, shoulders, knees, focus
Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah
Head and shoulders and knees, yeah, goin', yeah
Head and shoulders, yeah, G's get it rollin'
Mmh, ain't fucking with no off-brand bitch (Bang)


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In a song about relationships and personal growth, discuss the challenges of dealing with infidelity, admitting one's mistakes, and confronting drama in modern dating. [/INST]

Lyrics: I cannot love on no skeezer
That is a dub, I don't need her
I hit her once, then I leave her
Blow up my phone for no reason
I cheated on you with a dancer
Okay, I surrender, my hands up
At least I admit it, I man up
I do not have all the answers
And I gotta stay with the nine these days
Bitches that get niggas lined these days
And I am not with all the drama, ayy
Pop him just for movin’ wocky, ayy
Highbridge niggas, they be wildin', ayy
You sleepin' on me but I’m wide awake
Eliantte bring tsunamis, ayy
Jump inside the water, ride the wave, yeah


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Describe the admiration and fascination for someone's unique style and the desire to emulate it. [/INST]

Lyrics: I (I), Like (Like), how (How), you (You), move (Move)
Same (Same), way (Way), I (I), do (Do)
Five (Five), thou' (Thou'), 'sand (On), on shoes (Shoes)
I (I), might act a fool


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A catchy and energetic song that celebrates the power of friendship and teamwork, with a playful and lighthearted tone, focused on the theme of not letting the 'wrong nigga' hold you back. [/INST]

Lyrics: Na na na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na na


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Write a song lyrics about someone who is not to be messed with, particularly when it comes to financial matters and friendships, emphasizing their unwillingness to compromise or tolerate disloyalty. [/INST]

Lyrics: I just wanna stack dough, count more, I don't know niggas
You ain't my bro, you a hoe so you just don't get it
Bitches really tripping, if you looking for a check go get it
Bitch, I'm the wrong nigga
You fucking with the wrong nigga
I'm the wrong nigga
You fucking with the wrong nigga
I'm the wrong wrong nigga


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A song's lyrics detailing the experiences and thoughts of a young man from the Bronx, navigating relationships, rivalries, and the pressures of his local environment. [/INST]

Lyrics: Nigga don't tell me what you want
Think you calling shots? I make a call, nigga get you gone
Knew that was your girl but she a ho and her pussy soak
Sound like macaroni in a bowl when she mix it up
Knew I was gon' put it in the song
We ain't get to fuck
Think about when you leave her home
Where she really at?
Probably got location on your phone, she know where you at
A lot of niggas hatin' on the boy
Why you really mad?
Is it 'cause I'm really putting on where my city at
Highbridge, nigga from the Bronx where it be gritty at
I be smoking on gorilla glue and smoking GG pack
They don't wanna free my nigga Nun but I know he be back


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A guy expresses his frustration about not receiving replies from girls he messages on social media, claiming that he could make their significant others jealous. He brags about his impressive performance in bed, describing it as a powerful sound that could make him desirable. The girl he met was initially thought to be a bartender, but she later surprises him by being a stripper. He draws a comparison between her dancing and the movement of macaroni in a bowl. [/INST]

Lyrics: Bitches that I hit up in the DM never hit me back
Now they probably all up in my DM, I don't get to check
I could turn your girl into a demon, boy, don't get me mad
Fuck around and threw out all my singles when I heard it clap
Sound like macaroni in a bowl how she getting wet
When I met her said she was a fuckin' bartender, yeah
Then I saw her dancing on a pole, she a stripper, yeah
Macaroni in a bowl, she be mixing, yeah


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The way she skillfully mixes macaroni in a bowl [/INST]

Lyrics: Macaroni in a bowl
The way she mix it up
The way she mix it in a bowl
The way she mix it up
Macaroni in a...mix it up


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Write a song about a group of friends who have been inseparable since their college days, and how they continue to support and uplift each other through life's challenges. [/INST]

Lyrics: (It's JoeFromYO)
(SephGotTheWaves)


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A close friend is serving time in prison, and the narrator is having a hard time coping with their absence and the recent loss of another friend. They hope their remaining friends stay strong and don't snitch to the authorities. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, thinkin' 'bout you, I catch chills, my nigga
Shit ain't been the same since they killed my nigga
Broski doin' time, it get real, my nigga
I just hope you hold it down, just don't squeal, my... yeah


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A song exploring the themes of distrust and broken trust in relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm DTB for life, no, I can't trust my bitches
I can't even trust my girl 'cause I'm a fucked up nigga, yeah
And if you say you trust me, girl, you lied
'Cause I can't even trust myself, I don't know why you waste time in your feelings, yeah


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A song expressing the feelings of betrayal and distrust in relationships, and how one maintains their DTB (down to fuck) mentality despite being hurt. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm DTB forever, on God, I don't trust bitches
I don't even trust my girl, I still try to fuck her friends and shit
That nigga's movin' while gettin' live
I don't even wanna talk to nobody, I got a feelin' the feds listenin'
She told me I'm not myself no more
And I swear I know exactly who I am
Girl, just love me for the differences
She told me she don't want me around
How could you feel that way, baby?
Especially after all this time with you
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Now it's DTB for life, no, I can't trust my bitches
Don't you trust me neither, I'm a fucked up nigga, yeah
But if you gettin' money, that's what's up, my nigga
Bitch, you know I'm smacked, I'm smokin' blunts like cigarettes


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A song reflecting on loyalty and friendship, while also highlighting the importance of protecting one's own circle. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let's be honest, let's be real, my nigga
If a nigga play with me, I will get rid of him
Montana had the grills in his Hilfigers, yeah
My niggas Quado and Beasty, I be missin' 'em


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Reflecting on the loss of a close friend and the challenges faced by another friend in prison, while expressing hope for their strength and loyalty. [/INST]

Lyrics: But thinkin' about it, I catch chills, my nigga
Shit ain't been the same since they killed my nigga
Broski doin' time, it get real, my nigga
I just hope you hold it down, just don't squeal, my... yeah


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A song about trust issues, particularly with romantic partners, and the singer's struggle with self-trust. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm DTB for life, no, I can't trust my bitches
I can't even trust my girl 'cause I'm a fucked up nigga, yeah
And if you say you trust me, girl, you lied
'Cause I can't even trust myself, I don't know why you waste time in your feelings, yeah


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I'm DTB and it's 'cause what she, what she done to me. So I was hopin' my baby's eyes would smile just like mine. Will I regret you? Will I still put you on my schedule? Yeah, put you on my itinerary. I ain't gon' lie, it can get scary. You say I changed, you wish I was the same as when I met you. These hoes who was lyin', oh, they wanna kick it, but it get messy. You don't even know how I feel, my nig [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm DTB and it's 'cause what she, what she done to me
So I was hopin' my baby's eyes would smile just like mine
That'd've been crazy, yeah
Will I regret you? (Will I regret you? Yeah, yeah)
Will I still put you on my schedule? (Will I still put you on my...?)
Yeah, put you on my itinerary (Put you on my itinerary)
Said, "I ain't gon' lie, it can get scary" (I ain't gon' lie, yeah, yeah)
I know you just want me to sweat you
You say I changed, you wish I was the same as when I met you
Well, these hoes who was lyin', oh, they wanna kick it, but it get messy
Yeah, and you ain't never die if you're a legend, yeah
You don't even know how I feel, my nigga
Shit ain't been the same since they killed my nigga
I be tryna tell my bros just chill out
My little bro, he be on go, he be on drill time, nigga


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A disillusioned individual expressing their cynicism and distrust towards their friends and potential love interests, due to past experiences of betrayal and dishonesty. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm DTB for life, no, I can't trust my bitches
Don't even trust my girl after I tried fuckin' her friend
And if you say you love me, girl, you lied
'Cause you don't even love yourself, I don't know why you waste time in your feelings, yeah


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Write a song about a person who is the center of attention and confusion due to their mysterious and attractive qualities, while also exploring themes of relationships, drugs, and success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Like why you so fly? (I don't know)
Like why you so high? (I don't know)
Like why them niggas staring at you so hard every time you ride by? (I don't know)
Like why you so thurl? (I don't know)
Why you fuck that nigga's girl? (I don't know)
Why you smoke all that dope, why you kill all them shows
Everybody wanna know, everybody wanna know
How you do that (I don't know)
How you do that (I don't know)
How you do that (I don't know)
How you do that (I don't know)
How you do that (I don't know)
Like how you do that (I don't know)
How you do that (I don't know)
Ooh tell me how you do that shit (I don't know)
They wanna know how I do that shit


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Write a song about a romantic getaway, in which the narrator describes their experiences with their partner and the chemistry they share. [/INST]

Lyrics: So, I took her on a baecation
She fell in love with the way I tasted
I fell in love with the way she take it
Go down on me girl, I know you wanna taste it
I took her on a baecation
We ain't even really dating
I spent a long time waiting
Go down on me girl, I know you want


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A song about someone who feels their best when they're with their significant other. [/INST]

Lyrics: Only time I'm feeling fine is when I'm with my
Only time I'm feeling fine is when I'm with my bitch


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Think of a close friend or partner, who is always there for you and never fails to show up. [/INST]

Lyrics: We ride together, we ride together, be honest
The only time I'm feeling fine is when I'm with my bitch
And she always on time forever
That's why she my ride or die
She hate it when I call her my bitch but she mine forever
And whenever the time is, I make time whenever regardless
She always on time, my nigga, regardless
She always on time, that's why I


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Reflecting on the complexities of relationships and the differences between intimate actions [/INST]

Lyrics: Would I be trippin'
If I tell you I'm different 'cause everyone's different? (Everyone's different)
But look, I'm somethin' different
Melody gifted, you are my witness
Louboutin Christians, givin' me blisters
I'm sinnin', but I miss you
And, girl, do you miss me?
What's the difference between fuckin' and kissin'?
If you ain't with it, then we can just kick it (Kick it)
Fuck all the kissin'
We should just get into switchin' positions (Positions)
Fuckin' and kissin', fuckin' and kissin', girl, fuckin' and kissin'
Girl, do you miss me? You trippin' 'cause I miss you


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The song expresses the desire for a passionate relationship where both physical intimacy and emotional connection are valued. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fuckin' and kissin', fuckin' and kissin', girl, fuckin' and kissin' (Oh, no)
Fuck me and kiss me like you miss me, I know you miss it (Oh, no)
Fuckin' and kissin', fuckin' and kissin', girl, fuckin' and kissin' (Oh, no)
Fuck me and kiss me like you miss me 'cause I know you miss it (Oh, no)


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A song that explores the complexities of love and betrayal, focusing on the importance of honesty and self-preservation in relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: Next time I fuck you, I don't want you to say, "I love you"
And next time you suck it, don't touch it
Do somethin' that's gon' make me cum quick
I wanna see how you bust it
But if you start buggin'
I'ma fall back and start actin' like I never met you
My money bigger, if I take your bitch
Man, I don't mean to be disrespectful, I'm just that nigga
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Would I be trippin'
If I DM your friends and fuck all your bitches?
Would it be ignant?
You say I'm trippin', but they the ones with it
I thought it was love
'Til you went out tellin' our business
Lyin' when you know you did it
Cryin' but don't see no tears
I guess we're really all guilty
Fake friends all circle 'round me
You wanna show everybody 'round me how I bleed
Plead, the truth will set you free


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Write a song about a passionate relationship with a partner who misses the intimacy and desires both physical and emotional closeness. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fuckin' and kissin', fuckin' and kissin', girl, fuckin' and kissin'
Fuck me and kiss me like you miss me, I know you miss it
Fuckin' and kissin', fuckin' and kissin', girl, fuckin' and kissin'
Fuck me and kiss me like you miss me 'cause I know you miss it


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A song about a popular rapper known for their flashy lifestyle, with the chorus mentioning that others would be willing to pay a high price for the chance to spend time with this individual. [/INST]

Lyrics: A Boogie wit da Hoodie, damn you be flexing (Flexing)
They want you for ransom (Ransom)


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A confident individual, skilled at making money through various means, boasts about their attractiveness to others and the wealth they possess. They assert their dominance and suggest that others should back off, as they can handle themselves. The person is wary of snakes (possibly a metaphor for potential threats) and desires to protect themselves with a handgun. Their ultimate goal is to maintain a sense of security and well-being through their wealth and fearlessness. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's a whole lotta ways I can get my cash up
Nigga, you ain't got no backup, you should back up
All the hoes say I'm handsome, I got my bands up
I got bands, now my head up for a ransom
It's a whole lotta ways I can get my cash up
Nigga, you ain't got no backup, you should back up
All the hoes say I'm handsome, I got my bands up
I got bands, now my head up for a ransom
Nigga, I ain't put no cash up but it's back up
I just stay with my head up and my grass cut
Them snakes got me fed up, I need a handgun
I got bands now my head up for a ransom


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When you're feeling threatened or in a dangerous situation [/INST]

Lyrics: I fuck it up, thumb through a check, thumb through a check (Thumb)
My nigga UE shooting guard dumb with the left
RJ he a referee, he gon' get the Tec
I'ma keep scoring from 3, I ain't missing yet
Listen up, if I feel a threat, I'ma hit you up
Gripped it up, chain never tucked, I don't give a fuck (Fuck)
When she suck she gon' lick me up
Ain't no hickeys girl just hit me up
When you wanna fuck, girl just hit me up
Stickied up and I got that drink when I drive by
Stick it up, taking everything when we drive by
Moving like Christina Aguilera, Lady Gaga
Another one, na-na-na-na-na-na


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In a world where people are constantly trying to make money and show off their wealth, this song is about a person who has gained fame and fortune, but is also aware of the dangers that come with their success. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's a whole lotta ways I can get my cash up
Nigga, you ain't got no backup, you should back up
All the hoes say I'm handsome, I got my bands up
I got bands, now my head up for a ransom
Nigga, I ain't put no cash up but it's back up
I just stay with my head up and my grass cut
Them snakes got me fed up, I need a handgun
I got bands now my head up for a ransom


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A song about a young couple in a difficult situation, reminiscing about their past and the challenges they've faced together, using Cinderella as a metaphor for overcoming obstacles and finding love despite the odds. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's a hood nigga story (It's a hood nigga story)
But you like Cinderella stories, too (But you like Cinderella stories too)
And, girl, you know I fuck with you (Girl, you know I fuck with you)
Text you in the morning like, "What's up, ugly?"
But to us that means you're beautiful (To us that means you're beautiful)
But you should keep that shit between us two (Keep that shit between us two)
Girl, I want you, mm (Girl, I want you)


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Write a song about the struggles of achieving success while maintaining relationships and staying true to yourself. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm on your body (Your body, ah)
My vibe is your body (My vibe is your body)
There's something we should talk about, mm (Let's talk about it), yeah
'Cause I might need you around me ('Cause I might need you around me)
They hate on me like I was born rich (I wasn't born rich), yeah
But I'm just now gettin' used to ballin' (I'm just now gettin' used to ballin'), yeah
She just want Cinderella stories (Stories), yeah
Glass slippers by Balmain (Glass slippers by Balmain), yeah


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A girl confronts a guy about his actions and attitude, demanding respect and not wanting to be taken for granted. [/INST]

Lyrics: She said, "Que lo que" like, what's up? Yeah
I said, "Que tu hace, girl" what you doing? Yeah
No juegas conmigo, yeah
Girl, don't you play with me like I'm stupid


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A song about the complications that can arise from a sudden shift in the dynamics of a close friendship, especially when romantic feelings develop and change the dynamic. The singer is questioning whether the friendship can continue after they've become intimate. [/INST]

Lyrics: Best friend
You was like my best friend
You was like my best friend
We used to be best friends 'til we started sexin'
What's next girl, 'cause it's up to you
Can we still be best friends after what just happened
It's a bad thing, but it feels so good
Let me beat it up like Jaegen


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A song about two friends who become intimate, questioning if their friendship can remain strong despite the change in their relationship. [/INST]

Lyrics: We used to be best friends 'til we started sexin'
What's next girl, 'cause it's up to you
Can we still be best friends after what just happened
It's a bad thing, but it feels so good
You was like my best friend, you was like my best friend
You're my best friend, girl what's up with you
You was like my best friend, my best friend
Even though we're sexin', let's be best friends too


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A frustrated individual is trying to convince someone they can't fall in love at this moment, resulting in a disagreement and the person feeling upset. [/INST]

Lyrics: Told her I can't fall in love now she, damn
She upset, she throwing subs at me


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A young woman is upset with the narrator because he can't reciprocate her feelings, and she uses humor and insults to express her frustration. [/INST]

Lyrics: She used to call me her daddy
Told her I can't fall in love now she, damn
She upset, she throwing subs at me
She just wanna see me unhappy
She used to say, "what's up, daddy"
Now she walk past me with a mug, she keep calling me a dub
Plus she won't stop throwing subs at me
She just wanna see me unhappy


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A man struggles with his newfound fame and fortune, finding that his life has become filled with materialism and lost friendships. Despite his success, he feels guilty about his past actions and knows that the person he hurt still harbors resentment. [/INST]

Lyrics: She wanna be my baby, but she can't take it, ah
I only wear this chain for special occasions
I be talking too much money, that's a different language
And I started losing friends when I got famous
If it don't make a dollar, then it don't make sense, amen
I be stuffing hundreds in Melody piggy bank
I'm that nigga, yeah, I wish a nigga would these days
I got rich but I still go back to the hood these days
And honestly
I be tryna stop thinking about you but even when I do
I be reminiscing bad things I did
And I know you hate me, you hate me


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A fatherly figure in a girl's life, who once felt loved and appreciated, now finds themselves being disrespected and targeted with negative comments. [/INST]

Lyrics: She used to call me her daddy
Told her I can't fall in love now she, damn
She upset, she throwing subs at me
She just wanna see me unhappy
She used to say, "what's up, daddy"
Now she walk past me with a mug, she keep calling me a dub
Plus she won't stop throwing subs at me
She just wanna see me unhappy


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Input:
Describe the emotional turmoil and confidence of a person who believes they are a remarkable individual, but also experiences frequent mood swings. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm a beast
Oh my God, mood swings
Out of line, mood swings
Out of time
I was broke, I don't cry
I'm the G.O.A.T., I'm a God


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In a world of superheroes, villains, and personal betrayal, express your feelings and experiences through the lens of fantastical characters and relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm a beast, I'm a Goblin, nigga, let that shit fly
Nigga, you don't want no problem
I be feelin' like Batman, my niggas always robbin'
I just got caught fuckin' my best friend, we wylin', yeah
She was my bestie, mm, never knew she was so nasty, mm, yeah
And she so sexy, mm, kissin' on bitches like lesbians, yeah
Ass so fat, oh, bouncin' up and down like a basketball, yeah
Niggas wanna test me, snipe a nigga, treat him like Wesley, yeah


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I'm a beast, I'm a Goblin, nigga, let that shit fly [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm a beast, I'm a Goblin, nigga, let that shit fly
Nigga, you don't want no problem
I be feelin' like Batman, my niggas always robbin'
I just got caught fuckin' my best friend, we wylin', yeah
She was my bestie, mm, never know she was so nasty, mm, yeah
And she so sexy, mm, kissin' on bitches like lesbians, yeah
Ass so fat, oh, bouncin' up and down like a basketball, yeah
Niggas wanna test me, snipe a nigga, treat him like Wesley, yeah


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Imagine a song featuring Metro Boomin' production and a catchy hook about reaching someone's emotions, even with a little humor and play on words. [/INST]

Lyrics: Metro Boomin' make it boom
Yeah, Metro Boomin' make it boom, make it boom


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Your lover left you and you're feeling sad, but you know deep down that they've moved on with someone new. You can't bear to accept the reality, so you confront them, hoping to get some closure or just to get closer to them again. [/INST]

Lyrics: Don't be telling me you're through
'Cause I be thinking, that it's true, that it's true
Telling me about your new boo
When I don't wanna face the truth, if it's true
I just wanna get to you
Anything to get to you, get to you
I just wanna get to you
Anything to get to you, get to you


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Write a song about the struggle of wanting to trust someone and expressing the need to be there for them, while also warning about the consequences of dishonesty and the importance of caring for one another. [/INST]

Lyrics: I need to care to you, carefully, carefully
I'm moving carefully, iggin' me, iggin' me
It don't make sense to me, send for me, send for me
Need you to win for me, care for me, care for me
And if you care, make time for me, make time for me
And when you lie to me, it just be killing me
You're acting differently, I need to get to you
I need you there for me, I need to get to you
I need to get to you, carefully, carefully
I'm moving carefully, iggin' me, iggin' me
It don't make sense to me, sin for me, sin for me
Need you to win for me, care for me, care for me
And if you care, make time for me, make time for me
And when you lie to me it just be killing me
You're acting differently, I need to care to you
I need you there for me
If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you


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A man explains how he tries to maintain his focus on achieving his goals, even though a woman wants his attention and expresses that he would have liked to have her in his life if he had been invited. [/INST]

Lyrics: She said she wanna be mine
She wasn't with it to ride
I had to kick her aside
I know it just ain't right
But baby you was invited
I promised you would've liked it
She know I be on my grind
So I don't really have time
To hit you back on time
I would've been in your life
But I just wasn't invited
I think that I would've liked it


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A song about a person who feels disrespected and underappreciated in a relationship, and how they desire more attention and recognition from their partner. [/INST]

Lyrics: How you gon' treat me like I'm see-through?
Seven days a week, I wanna—
Baby, when I see you, I'ma—


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A song about a conflicted relationship where the singer has changed since gaining money, but still misses their partner and wants them back. They mention the partner's attractive features and suggest getting back together, while also addressing past issues and the singer's change in status. [/INST]

Lyrics: These bitches always want somethin' from me, it's way different every time it's me and you
You loved me when I was bummy, now I got money, baby, let me freeze you
I said, get your pretty ass right here 'cause I miss you
Get up in your bag, ass fat, Gucci swimsuit
Know you got it bad when you're stuck in the house and you keep on thinkin' how these other niggas did you
You don't even wanna call my line, turned sherm 'causе you said I wanna fuck all day
Saint Laurent on, but I'm a Louis-wearin'-ass nigga, burned Truе Religions, been slumped Balmains
Singin' nigga but I will get you rolled on
Don't make my niggas feel a way, ain't hurt no one in so long
They wanna off me
But I got so much money, if I react, they'll say I'm so wrong


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A song about a person feeling like they're being treated like they're invisible even though they've recently become successful and are now able to provide for themselves, and asking the other person how they will treat them now that they have more money and resources. [/INST]

Lyrics: I wanna see you
How you gon' treat me like I'm see-through?
Five hundred thousand dollar cars when I pleased you (Five hundred thousand dollars, baby)
Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two (Twenty-four hours, baby)
Seven days a week, I wanna see you (Seven days a week, I wanna see you)
How you gon' treat me like I'm see-through? (Baby, when I see you, I'ma)
Five hundred thousand dollar cars when I pleased you (Five hundred thousand dollars)
Twenty-four hours, baby, twelve times two (Twenty-four hours, baby)
Seven days a week, I wanna— (Seven days a week, I wanna—)
Mmm-mmm-mmm
You loved me when I was bummy, now I got money, baby, what's up?


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Despite my fame, fortune, and success, I'm struggling with my relationships, especially with someone who used to admire me as an artist, and now we barely communicate. I miss the connection we once had and wish we could find a way to reconnect despite my new lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: I just want you to know
You don't even wanna call me "Artist" no more
That type of bitch that can't nobody afford
Gettin' money that type of time she be on
What's up?
You know I'm ballin', but I miss her


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Create a song lyrics about disillusionment with love, using repetitive phrases to emphasize the feeling of frustration and disappointment with the concept of love. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fuck love
Nigga what's love?
Fuck love
My nigga (Na Na na Na nah)


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A woman offers her room to a man who visits her, but he doesn't have a sexual encounter with her. He buys something from the store. The woman seems unhappy. The man goes to her place and she performs oral sex on him. The man feels he deserves it. He suggests she enjoy herself, and implies that she intentionally made him feel bad. He starts drinking cough syrup, feeling like a biker. He mentions expensive clothing brands and that they used to have sex all night. He feels hurt by her lies and is now questioning the meaning of love. He talks about A Boogie Wit [/INST]

Lyrics: She let me come to her room I decorated her walls
I had to go to the store I wasn't fucking her raw
I'm looking at her face and she had a frown on it
Before I made it to the door she went down on it
Do your damn thing, you know you deserve it
I mean, after all think it was worth it
Throw that ass round in a circle like a circus
You clowned on me on purpose
Now I'm drinking codeine thinking old things
Feeling like a biker all I rock is Balmains
We Used to fuck all night til' the morning
You ain't have to worry about them other bitches on me
On some G shit, you lied in my fucking eyes
That was weak shit
I feel like young LL on the remix
You took my heart, I let you keep it
Now everything we beenthrough
It don't mean shit
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You really got me fucked up
Jacking fuck love
Fuck love
Nigga, what's love?
Jacking fuck love
(Na na Na nah nah Na)


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Despite facing rejection from the mainstream, a rapper finds success and experiences a change in their personal and professional life. They reflect on their journey, their newfound fame, and the transformation in their relationships with others in the music industry. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm like damn, this is the way I am
I do it all just to feed my fam'
Finally made a clean song they didn't think I can
Cuz' the radio won't even play my jam
It's like damn, this is the way I am
Fuck love, that's the way I am
1K for a verse, next year 5 bands
Now none of these rappers wanna shake my hand
It's like damn homie
I thought you would understand homie
Fuck happened to you
I got a buzz now I owe you favors
Once they see you getting paper
They turn to haters (Ah)
I told you to keep your eyes open
You left me there, you left me wide open
I ain't playing, nigga I'm not joking (Ah)
You really got me fucked up
I'm jacking fuck love
Fuck love
Nigga, what's love?
I'm jacking fuck love


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A rapper expressing his fashion choices, luxury timepiece, and showcasing his prized possession, a Lamborghini. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hoodie on, rockin' long sleeves, uh, uh
Richard Mille make my wrist bleed, uh, uh
Lamborghini car keys, vroom vroom


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A song about the importance of honesty and loyalty in a relationship, focusing on the idea of "keeping it one hundred" - an expression meaning to be genuine, transparent, and true to one's word. [/INST]

Lyrics: One hundred, keep it one hundred
I just hope you don't switch up on me
I love it when you keep it one hunnit


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A song that encourages and appreciates someone's honesty and loyalty, while urging them not to change or switch up on the speaker. [/INST]

Lyrics: Run it up, run it up on 'em
Girl, we could run it up on 'em
I just hope you don't switch up on me
I love it when you keep it one hunnit
One hundred, one hundred, keep it one hundred
One hundred, one hundred, keep it one hundred
Run it up, run it up on 'em
Girl, we could run it up on 'em
I just hope you don't switch up on me
I love it when you keep it one hunnit
One hunnit, one hunnit keep it one hunnit
One hunnit, one hunnit keep it one hunnit


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A rapper boasts about his wealth and lifestyle, which includes purchasing lavish items for his women, having a strong network of friends, and facing potential danger with confidence. [/INST]

Lyrics: Bought my new bitch a Chanel bag and she went and told her friends about it
I cut my old bitch off, she so mad and I know she still think about me
No new niggas always so mad circle shining like a ring with diamonds
I keep some gangsta niggas with me know that if you even try to think about it
If they catch a body, I swear I will never speak about it
Bring me my bottle, all I wanna do is drink about it
I could sleep about it
This ain't even an automatic, my nigga three come out it
Same damn time, that's a drilla, read about it


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A playful, repetitive chant that encapsulates the feeling of being lost in a carefree moment, dancing and enjoying life's simple pleasures. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh-uh-uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh


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A woman's overreaction to a minor issue. [/INST]

Lyrics: Relax yourself, girl, please settle down
Relax yourself, girl, please settle down
Relax yourself, girl, please settle down
Relax yourself, girl, please settle down
Relax yourself, girl, please settle down
Relax yourself, girl, please settle down


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A fun, flirtatious conversation between two people, discussing their attraction towards each other and the misunderstandings that arise from it. [/INST]

Lyrics: Stretch out your legs, let me make you bawl
Drive you insane, drive you up the wall
Starin' at your dome-piece, very strong
Stronger than pride, stronger than Teflon
Take you on the Ave. and you buy me links
Now I wanna pound the poontang until it stinks
You can be my mama and I'll be your boy
Original rude boy, never am I coy
You can be a shorty in my ill convoy
Not to come across as a thug or a hood (What?)
But hun, you got the goods, like Madelyne Woods
By the way, my name's Malik, the Five-Foot Freak
Let's say we get together by the end of the week?
She simply said, "No", labelled me a hoe
I said, "How you figure?" — "My friends told me so"
I hate when silly groupies wanna run they yap
Word to God, hun, I don't get down like that