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Someone struggles with their past mistakes and acknowledges that they have made mistakes in the past and continue to do so, creating a cycle they can't seem to break. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fucked up (Fucked up), I did
Oh, fucked up, I am
Here we go again (Here we go again)


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A person is experiencing a mental turmoil and feels overwhelmed as if they are about to face a catastrophe. They have good intentions and heart, but their actions might cause harm due to the circumstances. They are battling with their demons and seeking solace in prayers during their darkest moments. [/INST]

Lyrics: Abandon all ships, it's about to go down
No Titanic (Titanic)
There's a lot going on in my head right now
But I manage (Yeah, I manage)
Good heart, good soul, both been in bad hands
I could deal damage (Yeah, real damage)
Both hands in the air as I scream out prayers
My demons show their face in the midnight air
Midnight air, midnight air
Midnight air (Midnight air), I'ma drown in here
Midnight air (Midnight air), surrounded in the midnight air
I'ma drown in here, no Titanic, Titanic


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A person is discussing the consequences of their actions and the idea that they alone are responsible for any negative outcomes. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ooh
Ooh-oh-oh
She told me that it's all my fault
It woulda been a right and not another wrong (Huh)


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The protagonist reflects on a past decision, blaming himself for a missed opportunity and the resulting negative outcome in his relationship. [/INST]

Lyrics: She told me that it's all my fault
It would've been perfect all along
It woulda been a right and not another wrong
And it would be a happy, not a sad song, oh
'Cause it's all my fault
She would have been perfect on her own
I should have took a right, but I took a wrong
And now this ain't a happy, it's a sad song, oh


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She's like a mouse trapped in a mousetrap, unable to escape. You're constantly smoking weed, which leads to a fucked-up state of mind. She's heated up, like a hot summer day, and you're too stubborn to cool down. You're constantly talking, and it's driving everyone crazy. You let her down, drowning her in drama. The relationship is flawed, and it's all because of your mistakes. You should have chosen a different path, but now you're stuck in this sad situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: She like a mouse in a mousetrap, stuck up
She got me rolling weed now, I'm fucked up
You talking too much so shut the fuck up
You heated too much, you're high, the summer
I'll let you cool down
And I brought you 'round, momma
But you let me down
Yeah, you let me drown in drama
You're talking too much, so shut the fuck up
You're talking too much, so shut the fuck up
You're talking too much, so shut the fuck up
You're talking too much, so shut the fuck up
I'll let you cool down
And I brought you 'round, momma
But you let me down
Yeah, you let me drown in drama
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She told me that it's all my fault
It would've been perfect all along
It woulda been a right and not another wrong
And it would be a happy, not a sad song, oh
'Cause it's all my fault
She would've been perfect on her own
I should have took a right, but I took a wrong
And now this ain't a happy it's a sad song, oh


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A woman accuses a man of being responsible for her unhappiness and reveals that she would have been okay without him, turning a potential happy song into a melancholic one. [/INST]

Lyrics: She told me that it's all my fault
It would've been a right and not another wrong
And it would be a happy, not a sad song
'Cause it's all my fault
She woulda been perfect on her own
And now this ain't a happy, it's a sad song


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A song about taking a wrong turn in a relationship and the consequences that follow. [/INST]

Lyrics: She told me that it's all my fault
It would've been perfect all along
It woulda been a right and not another wrong
And it would be a happy, not a sad song, oh
'Cause it's all my fault
She would've been perfect on her own
I should have took a right, but I took a wrong
And now this ain't a happy, it's a sad song, oh


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Input:
Imagine a song about escaping from a confining situation or mental prison and looking out to the vast ocean, but being unable to swim due to the overwhelming emotions and challenges. [/INST]

Lyrics: Up, up and away, hop in
Feel the walls in my brain and they're caving in
Outside those walls, there's a ocean, I can't swim
Especially with all these waves


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Describe a person trying to escape their problems by indulging in luxury and music, while facing the consequences of their actions. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm walkin' in Prada, tryna solve my problems
Through the night, finding vibes, Moonlight Sonata
I try to deny, but you see the pills in my eyes
I tell her that I'm high, but she don't seem surprised
Walkin' in Prada, tryna solve my problems
Through the night, finding vibes, Moonlight Sonata
I try to deny, but you see the pills in my eyes
I tell her that I'm high, but she don't seem surprised (Uh)


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Reflect on the chaotic nature of life and the struggles one faces in the journey, as well as the escape and distractions people use to cope with their emotions. [/INST]

Lyrics: Maybe I realize that my life is a ride
Buckle up, hold tight, take a left, turn right
GPS don't work, can't see at night
So it's getting hard to drive, anxiety at a stoplight
Hard to think, easy to cry, that's how I know something's not right
Numb the pain with fun times, supermotos, Perc lines
Remember that one time everything was alright
Alright (Oh-oh-oh)
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Up, up and away, hop in
Feel the walls in my brain and they're caving in
Outside those walls, there's a ocean, I can't swim
Especially with all these waves


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A person is walking in Prada, trying to solve their problems through the night while listening to Moonlight Sonata. They struggle to hide their issues, as they're visibly affected by pills, and claim to be high, but the other person isn't shocked by this revelation. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm walkin' in Prada, tryna solve my problems
Through the night, finding vibes, Moonlight Sonata
I try to deny, but you see the pills in my eyes
I tell her that I'm high, but she don't seem surprised
Walkin' in Prada, tryna solve my problems
Through the night, finding vibes, Moonlight Sonata
I try to deny, but you see the pills in my eyes
I tell her that I'm high, but she don't seem surprised


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Imagine a person feeling overwhelmed by thoughts and emotions, wanting to escape their claustrophobic mental state and find solace in the vastness of the ocean, but feeling incapable of doing so due to the overwhelming waves. [/INST]

Lyrics: Up, up and away, hop in
Feel the walls in my brain and they're caving in
Outside those walls, there's a ocean, I can't swim
Especially with all these waves


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A person feeling lost and confused in a complex situation [/INST]

Lyrics: Stuck in a maze
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Stuck in a maze, mmh


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The protagonist finds themselves in a metaphorical maze, struggling with emotional pain and feeling trapped in a death race. They use codeine rain to cope, but their life remains unfulfilling. They're going insane and feel like they're not going anywhere while their thoughts spiral out of control. Their mother is a source of concern as they feel they are losing their mental stability. The protagonist's story is ongoing as they face new challenges and continue to battle their inner demons. [/INST]

Lyrics: Stuck in a maze
Everything's okay but it's not really okay
My life's a death race
I'm numbing my pain with codeine rain
I'm going insane
Life's not the same
Stuck in a maze
I'm not going anywhere
My brain is going everywhere
I'm tormented every day
Mama, I'm losing my mental
The sorrows that I've been through
Story to be continued


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A person struggling with their mental health, seeking ways to numb their feelings, and constantly running from their problems, even as they acknowledge their situation is not getting better. [/INST]

Lyrics: I sip ill, pop pills, crack seals
Doing anything to numb the way that I feel, yeah
I chase thrills, you still crashin' Hot Wheels
Ride a dirt bike down the ditch, see if I live
I knock my subconscious unconscious
They tell me that they can help me, I got this
Watch this, I took my demons into the bank of life and I made the biggest deposit
Without drugs, I'm losing my logic
These pills and my Pro Tools still got logic
I run, I run, I run
I run, I run, I run
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Stuck in a maze
Everything's okay but it's not really okay
My life's a death race
I'm numbing my pain with codeine rain
I'm going insane
Life's not the same
Stuck in a maze
I'm not going anywhere
My brain is going everywhere
I'm tormented every day
Mama, I'm losing my mental
The sorrows that I've been through
Story to be continued


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Input:
A dreamy, surreal scene involving a musical performance taking place in a bedroom with the performers becoming enthralled with each other's gaze. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, we're playing in bed
You see the- I lock eyes, our eyes lock


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A young man reminisces about his past relationship with a girl, reflecting on the love, heartbreak, and the impact their relationship had on his life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Our eyes locked, you can see the sadness
My heart stops, every time you call my name
My jaw drops, you fell from the stars, and I'm starstruck
You fell from the stars, girl, am I lost?
When you're down, when you're sad, is it my fault?
I apologize for all of the lies, oh
I won't treat you like the rest of them guys, oh


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Describe a toxic relationship where one person tries to make amends with their partner while the other person tries to hold on to their love, despite their own struggles with addiction and self-doubt. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm off the Perc's, she don't condone it
You say it makes me act atrocious
But I can't stand life when I'm sober
Take my heart, I'll hand it over
Six months in, it gets colder
I don't want us to be over
Let's make love 'til we die
And let's fuck until we slump over
Be my first aid, I know that you hate to see me bleed
I don't deserve your love, I tend to fuck up everything
It feels like I'm not enough, 'nough, 'nough, no
This a conversation, not a love song
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Our eyes locked, you can see the sadness
My heart stops, every time you call my name
My jaw drops, you fell from the stars, and I'm starstruck
You fell from the stars, girl, am I lost?
When you're down, when you're sad, is it my fault?
I apologize for all of the lies, oh
I won't treat you like the rest of them guys, oh


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The protagonist in a song is caught in a toxic and self-destructive relationship, reflecting on their mutual pain and struggles. They try to escape the clutches of the relationship but feel trapped and unable to forget the emotional turmoil it brings. The chorus emphasizes the desperation and suffering felt in the situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: Everything that's wrong with me, is everything that's wrong with you
You threw the blade, I caught the knife
I'm right back in your room tonight
Reflections in the broken glass
No, I can't fix your broken past
Count my blessings, close my eyes
I'm right back in your room tonight (Oh)
I can't escape your shadow (Oh)
I can't forget what we don't know (Oh)
Your love is a sentence to death row
And you've got a seat in the front row (Oh)
Hold me close, but you're cold as ice (Oh)
Watch me choke on every line (Oh)
And it feels like Hell tonight, it feels like Hell


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Input:
A love story with a celestial connection that keeps a man grounded and in love with his cosmic partner. [/INST]

Lyrics: Our eyes locked, you can see the sadness
My heart stops, every time you call my name
My jaw drops, you fell from the stars, and I'm starstruck
You fell from the stars, girl, am I lost?
When you're down, when you're sad, is it my fault?
I apologize for all of the lies, oh
I won't treat you like the rest of them guys, oh
We met in a Twilight Zone
I fall apart but she keep me whole
We met on the West Coast
But I still see Miami in your soul


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Imagine a scenario where someone falls from the stars, metaphorically, and the protagonist of the song is starstruck. The song should reflect a mix of emotions, including sadness and a sense of responsibility. The protagonist should also express regret for past lies and commitment to treating the person better than before. The song should question if the person is lost and if they are to blame when the other person is down or sad. [/INST]

Lyrics: Our eyes locked, you can see the sadness
My heart stops, every time you call my name
My jaw drops, you fell from the stars, and I'm starstruck
You fell from the stars, girl, am I lost?
When you're down, when you're sad, is it my fault?
I apologize for all of the lies, oh
I won't treat you like the rest of them guys, oh


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A song about a person who knows their own imperfections and believes they have a purpose, yet is afraid of rejection and the possibility of shutting themselves away from the world after a breakup. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm here to serve a purpose
Girl, I know I ain't picture-perfect
One more thing I know for certain
If you leave, I'll close the curtains


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A song about feeling overwhelmed and struggling to find a way out of a metaphorical dark place. [/INST]

Lyrics: Lost in a dark place, lost in a dark place
Lost in a dark place


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A song that speaks to the emotional turmoil and struggles faced by someone lost in a dark place, trapped in their own mind, and battling inner demons while dealing with external factors like drugs and relationships. The lyrics should convey a sense of desperation and vulnerability, with a hint of hope in the face of adversity. [/INST]

Lyrics: Lost in a dark place, trapped in the crawlspace
In my mind, I get lost, then I wake up in a coffin
They tell me they care, they're just in love with the music
So they'll never know about the pain I go through
It's like a chain of reactions, all these demon attacks
From all the drugs that I'm taking to the women distracting me
From being myself, it's like I'm losing my traction
Kiss death on the lips, I have a fatal attraction
This is my heart, watch as my problems inspire me
Tear me apart, won't let the demons take over me
They took it too far, now I need some surgery
I'm falling apart
It's like I'm lost in the motions, use this song as a rope
To wrap around the commotion, tie the knot at my throat
I look at death as a notion, I don't want it no more
But it's too late to reverse it, as I fall on the floor


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A song's lyrics about a character surrounded by drama and temptation, possibly involving women, while also enjoying life and staying resilient. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Bitches on me, that's often
Doin' them beans often
Purps on the beat


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The song is about a turbulent relationship where the singer feels misunderstood, even though the other person knows them well. They've done drugs and feel that it was worth it, but now they feel worthless. The other person's heart is broken and they need a surgeon. The singer knows one thing for sure about the relationship - it's uncertain and chaotic. [/INST]

Lyrics: She know me well, well, well, she know me well (Uh-huh)
Told me she loved me still, bitch, go to hell (Uh-huh)
All the drugs I did, it was worth it (Yeah)
Super worth it (Uh)
Tell me why you had me feelin' worthless (Yeah)
Now your heart broken, you need a surgeon (Yeah)
I know one thing for sure, one thing for certain (Yeah)
I know one thing's for sure, one thing's for certain (Yeah, yeah, yeah)


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A conversation between two people about not making the same mistakes again, acknowledging their past issues with keeping promises, and expressing the importance of personal growth and honesty in their relationship. [/INST]

Lyrics: We ain't gon' do this, not again
Gucci cardigan, I'm the flyest gent
I found out what the problem is, breakin' promises
It was the both of us


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A song about a relationship ending due to the toxic behavior of one of the partners, but the other partner still can't help but miss them despite the damage they caused. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh, all girls the same, same, same
Two blue pills to the brain, brain, brain
Yeah, I kinda miss your brain
And I bet you miss my fame
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She know me well, well, well, she know me well (Uh-huh)
Told me she loved me still, bitch, go to hell (Uh-huh)
All the drugs I did, it was worth it (Yeah)
Super worth it (Uh)
Tell me why you had me feelin' worthless (Yeah)
Now your heart broken, you need a surgeon (Yeah)
I know one thing for sure, one thing for certain (Yeah)
I know one thing's for sure, one thing's for certain (Yeah, yeah, yeah)


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A song about the feeling of experiencing love and heartbreak, and the recurring theme of not wanting to go through it again, but still finding oneself in the same situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: I bet I'll never die again
Bullets fly again, Cupid hit his target
Guess he's been target practicing
Devils panickin', it makes it worse for my heart


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Consider the various ways in which people might view the complexity and diversity of girls, while also addressing the negative influence of drugs in relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh, girls aren't the same, same, same
But it's still two pills to the brain, brain, brain
I hope you never change, change, change
I also hope we put the drugs away


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A man who struggled with drug addiction and self-worth, now in a relationship with a woman who loves him, despite his past, questions if he deserves her love and fears he might be worthless. He wonders if she truly understands him and if their relationship will survive his past mistakes. [/INST]

Lyrics: Well, well, well, well
She do me well
I hope she loves me for real
'Cause I been through hell
All the drugs I did
They weren't worth it, now I'm worthless
I hope my new lady thinks I'm perfect, oh
Sometimes I feel like that she'll be better off
Without me but without her I would die, oh
I would die, oh
She know me well, well, well, she know me well (Uh-huh)
Told me she loved me still, bitch, go to hell (Uh-huh)
All the drugs I did, it was worth it (Yeah)
Super worth it (Uh)
Tell me why you had me feelin' worthless (Yeah)
Now your heart broken, you need a surgeon (Yeah)
I know one thing for sure, one thing for certain (Yeah)
I know one thing's for sure, one thing's for certain (Yeah, yeah, yeah)


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A jilted lover's decision to end a relationship after realizing they are going to get hurt anyway. [/INST]

Lyrics: I figured she was gonna break my heart regardless, regardless
I figured she was gonna break my heart regardless
So I took her out and dumped her in the garbage
The stupid bitch done turned herself into a target
Click, clack


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A man who's been mistreated by a manipulative woman decides to confront her, but instead of arguing, he chooses a more extreme approach by discarding her in a figurative garbage, suggesting that she's become a waste or nuisance in his life. [/INST]

Lyrics: She was gonna break my heart regardless
So I took her out and dumped her in the garbage
The stupid bitch done turned herself into a target (Yeah)
Just for talkin', nonsense, claiming she was leavin'


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A lover expresses their feelings for their partner, but also acknowledges the partner's flaws. They have a dramatic and emotional moment when they consider losing their partner, even if it means doing something drastic. The lover is determined to prove their love and loyalty, while also admitting that they have been pushed to the edge. [/INST]

Lyrics: Not gonna happen
If I can't have you, no one can
'Cause if you leave, I'm not breathin'
I'll show you how it feels to not breathe, breathe
Inhale, exhale
You're the best, well
You're the worst, but
You're the best hell
I ain't ever, ever gonna lose, lose
Tell me what I gotta do to prove to you
Five seconds from losing my head
Now it's time to show you what lunatics do
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She was gonna break my heart regardless
So I took her out and dumped her in the garbage
The stupid bitch done turned herself into a target (Yeah)
Just for talkin', nonsense, claiming she was leavin'
I figured she was gonna break my heart regardless
So I took her out and dumped her in the garbage
The stupid bitch done turned herself into a target (Yeah)
Just for talkin', nonsense, claiming she was leavin'


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Input:
Write a song about a girl who unexpectedly shows up at a party where the guy is listening to Eminem's "Stan." The guy invites her on a road trip, while comparing his own traits to those of Stan. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hate it when you tease
Where you think you're goin'? When you comin' back to me?
You walked in, I'm listening to "Stan" on E, yeah, ecstasy
Matter of fact, there's a bridge that my car wants to meet
Road trip on me, it'll be fun, you'll see
But you don't gotta sit in this trunk, you can sit next to me
For me and Stan, we alike, but he ain't nicer than me
He was drunk drivin', me, I'm just straight Perc-ules


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Consider a song with a theme of emotional intensity and freedom, where the characters are willing to take risks and challenge societal norms, highlighting the powerful connection between two people who defy the conventional ideas of life and love. [/INST]

Lyrics: My crazy thoughts and your crazy heart
As we hit the bridge, that's just the start
Not afraid to die, as you can see
Life isn't real, love's make-believe
My crazy thoughts and your crazy heart
As we hit the bridge, that's just the start
Not afraid to die, as you can see
Life isn't real, love's make-believe


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A humorous birthday celebration taking place inside a luxury clothing store. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah
Birthday, it's your birthday
If I die, bury me inside the Louie store
Ha, uh, uh


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Describe your aspirations in life, your creative process, and the material items you desire, using humor and exaggeration. [/INST]

Lyrics: They ask me what I do and who I do it for (Yeah)
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio (Yeah)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho (True)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho (Tell 'em)
When I die, bury me inside the Gucci store (Tell 'em)
When I die, bury me inside the Louie store (True)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho (Yeah)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho (2 Chainz)


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A song about celebrating a friend's birthday and reminiscing on past fun times, while also acknowledging her current status as the best in a "bad bitch contest. [/INST]

Lyrics: It's your birthday (Yeah), it's your birthday (Uh)
Bad bitch contest, you in first place
You in first place, you in first place
Bad bitch contest, you in first place
I show up with a check to your workplace
Then hand the valet the keys to the Merces
Tell the DJ play your song, this shit come on
What I'm seein’ from the back, I can't front on
They ask me what I do and who I do it for
When I die, bury me inside the booty club
Get it, girl, get it, girl, get it, get it, girl
I might switch it up and get your girl


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A rapper is discussing their desires and interests, including a specific birthday wish, their affinity for high-end stores, and a strong preference for a certain type of companion. They also mention collaborating with another artist and participating in a bad bitch contest. [/INST]

Lyrics: They ask me what I do and who I do it for (Yeah)
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio (Yeah)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho (True)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho (Tell 'em)
When I die, bury me inside the Gucci store (Tell 'em)
When I die, bury me inside the Louie store (True)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho (Yeah)
All I want for my birthday is a big booty ho
Deuce and Ye
We like Snoop and Dre
Isn't this your birthday, baby?
You deserve a coupe today, woah
You in first place, you in first place
Bad bitch contest, you in first place


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A song collaboration between EarDrummers, Mike WiLL Made-It, and T.R.U. (Trapping Reloaded Underground) featuring 2 Chainz. [/INST]

Lyrics: EarDrummers, Mike WiLL Made-It
Yah! T.R.U., 2 Chainz!


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Create a song that details a rapper's lavish lifestyle and includes references to various vices and social issues, while emphasizing their dominance and disregard for others. [/INST]

Lyrics: I am smokin' on that gas, life should be on Cinemax
Movie, bought my boo bigger tits and a bigger ass
Who he’s? Not I, I smoke strong; that Popeye
Louie V’s in my archives, black diamonds; apartheid
Bread up and my top down, on the block with a block out
Hit your ass with that bla-kow, dope enough to go in yo' nostrils
I take your girl and kidnap her, feed her to my mattress
A skeleton in my closet, it's probably one of these dead-ass rappers
It's probably one of these pussy-ass niggas, don't try me, I'll pull that trigger
Got your car note in my cup, and your rent in my Swisher
That pussy so good I miss ya, head game's so vicious
And all I get is cheese, like I’m takin' pictures


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Write a song expressing the loyalty and sincerity of real friends and their refusal to be involved in dishonest or fake relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I say fuck you, 'less I’m with ya
If I take you out of the picture, I know real niggas won't miss ya
No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-i-ee-i
No lie, no lie, no lie-ee-i-ee-i
Real niggas say word
You ain't never told no lie, you ain't never told no lie
Real niggas say word
You ain't never told no lie, you ain't never told no lie
Real niggas say true
You ain't never told no lie, you ain't never told no lie
That's a thing I don’t do, nah, I just do it for the niggas
That are tryna see a million 'fore they die, whattup?


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Rap about your unique qualities and assert your dominance in the music scene. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah
Yeah
2 Chainz
Mustard on the beat, ho!
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
I'm different, yeah, I'm different
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing
Middle finger up to my competition
I'm different, yeah, I'm different (Yeah)
I'm different, yeah, I'm different (Yeah)
I'm different, yeah, I'm different (Tru)
Pull up to the scene with my ceiling missing


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Reminiscing about the past and success, including favorite scents, OG strains of marijuana, and relationships with friends and family. Celebrating a love for balling, living luxuriously, and maintaining a strong presence. [/INST]

Lyrics: Used to treat my mattress like the ATM, yeah
Bond No. 9 that's my favorite scent, yeah
Can't forget the kush, I'm talking OG, yeah
Rest in peace to pop, he was an OG, oh yeah
I cannot forget I had that strap on me, yeah
Rest in peace to my nigga Doe (Troup)
All we ever want to do is ball
That was the easy part, we playing that Weezy hard
We sit in the kitchen late, we tryna to make an escape
Trying to make me a mil', so I'ma keep me a plate
I told 'em shawty can leave, so I'ma keep me a rake
So I'ma keep me a Wraith, my jewelry look like a lake
Today I'm in the Maybach
And that car came with some drapes
You know I look like a safe, I put you back in your place
I look you right in your face, sing to your bitch like I'm Drake
Yeah


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Pay tribute to various famous figures in the music industry while expressing appreciation for their talent and impact on the rap game. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ayy, Mike Dean
This shit hard as fuck, bruh
You a living legend, I appreciate that
Ayy, Guwop, I'm glad you home, cuz
Quavo, you already know man
You got next on these niggas double salute man
True shit, 2 Chainz!
Hair Weave Killer
Daniel Son, the Necklace Don
Chapo Jr
I mean, I can go on for days


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The uncertainty of the future and the impact of living in the present moment. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, oh, oh, oh
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow (Yeah)
Tomorrow, tomorrow (I’m talking right now)
Tomorrow, tomorrow (I’m talking right now)
Ain’t no such thing as tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Uh, the way we living today
I’m talking right now
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Do, do, do, do, do
(2 Chainz!)


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Imagine a song where the artist describes their life journey, from the past to the present, reflecting on their growth and experiences. The song should also touch on the importance of family, loyalty, and success. [/INST]

Lyrics: 4 AM, I'm just gettin' started
For my birthday I threw me a surprise party
Reminiscin' 'bout the trap, playin' the first Carter
My life changed when I had my first daughter
Got my first quarter flippin' 50 dollar slabs
Your nigga's lookin' at the bills, askin' you for half
Cut from a different cloth, take pride in results
Anytime she wanna dip I'm providin' the sauce
You on side of the boss, so you kind of the boss
You keep playin' with me, I end up signing your boss
Drop an EP on a nigga for the free-free on a nigga
Yeah you ZZ on a nigga, king like BB on you niggas
Rock with Champagne P
If it wasn't for the struggle then I wouldn't be me
Call me Deuce or Dos, anything but broke
Got my aim from the scope, got the game by the throat, damn!


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Imagine a song where the artist is caught off guard by a surprise encounter with someone who they didn't expect to be involved in a wild night. The song describes the electrifying energy of the encounter, the late-night setting, and the anticipation of what might happen next. [/INST]

Lyrics: Okay, you popped up on me by surprise (Yeah, yeah)
You see I never took you for the poppin' type (Straight up)
Damn, it's 4 AM so please believe the hype (It's lit)
Hit the lights (Yeah), I'm way over top
Pop it, flick it
Drop a pin, send a location (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'ma pull up in that bullet-coupe spaceship (Skrrt, skrrt)
Drop off a bag of some dangerous (Yeah)
I'ma hit you, 4 AM, see if you make it (Yeah)


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Input:
Create lyrics describing a scene where a group of people are working hard to make money and are surrounded by people who are also focused on their goals, while also mentioning a pitbull and a crackhead who are pregnant. [/INST]

Lyrics: Don't stop trappin', boy
Got 'bout 12 racks this mornin'
Got 'bout 12 racks
Started last night, still goin'
12 racks strong
Got the pitbull in the corner, she pregnant
Got the crackhead in the corner, she pregnant
Everybody in here pregnant, 'cept my partner and them
But we gettin' this money though, I'm tellin' you that


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Input:
Describe a group of friends who are all successful, talented, and streetwise. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yo
Okay
All my niggas with me
All my niggas with it
All my niggas ballin'
All my niggas athletic
All my niggas A1
All got street cred
All my niggas ballin'
All my niggas athletic


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The concept of a 'vibe' is the main focus of this song. The artist seems to be talking about an energetic atmosphere or a certain feeling that someone is bringing to the table. [/INST]

Lyrics: That's a vibe (that's a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That's a vibe (that's a vibe)
Yeah, uh (that's a vibe)
That's a vibe (that's a vibe)
It's a vibe (it's a vibe)
That's a vibe, yeah (that's a vibe)
Yeah, yeah (that's a vibe)
Oh that's a vibe (that's a vibe)
Oh it's a vibe (it's a vibe)
That's a vibe (that's a vibe, that's a vibe, yeah, yeah)
That's a vibe (that's a vibe)
She wanna vibe, yeah (wanna vibe)
That's a vibe, yeah
Yeah, yeah


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Create a song that captures the feeling of being in a room filled with sensual energy, where people connect deeply with one another and enjoy the vibes. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, that's a vibe
She wanna vibe
That's a vibe
This shit vibe, yeah, yeah
Late night
Oh it's a vibe
Let me slide
Oh it's a vibe, yeah, yeah
Dim the lights
Oh it's a vibe, yeah
Get high
It's a vibe, oh it's a vibe, yeah
You might also like
It's a vibe
Don't you like?
Your pussy drippin'
Gushin', drippin' down your thighs
It's a vibe
Get high
Diggin' deep while I'm lookin' in your eyes
Vibe is the realest
I know you feel it (yah)
It's a vibe (vibe)
Different vibe
This my vibe, nigga
All the bitches like it


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A song about a rapper who began their career in a challenging environment, reflecting on their origins and success in the music industry. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hey Jack, start that beat from the ti'nop
Yeah, Based on a T.R.U. Story, uh started from the trap now I rap (yeah) no matter where im at I got crack (crack)


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A lyricist describes their rise from a difficult background to becoming a successful rapper, emphasizing that they always carry their core values with them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack


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A rapper describing their life in the streets, overcoming adversity, and achieving success through their unique style and hustle. [/INST]

Lyrics: Standing on them blocks, selling hi'nard
I be going dumb, I be going retard
With no regard for no br'noad
Pi'nark my car, bitch I'm from Collipi'nark
Southside, outside, and I'm ridin' round, I get it
And I look around, they took my style
Like mothafucka you trippin'
Let me slow it down 'fore I get a ticket
Nigga want a verse from me, it's gon' cost a chicken
Rearview mirror, shake it like a stripper ho
Car so big it got a stripper pole
I'm balling, ballin like a give and g'no
All I talk is crack, I can get the rico
You might also like
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack


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Write a song about a confident individual who has successfully transitioned from a life in the streets to a rap career, expressing their journey and lifestyle while using humor and bravado. [/INST]

Lyrics: Shawty got some real good P'nuss
If that shit stink, then she need to di'nush
No I'm not a killer but no p'nush
Get fucked, get slugged, bet you won't even get up
This us, 2 guns in my Adidas
I'm from the A, you a C+
You niggas can't even see us
Ear muffs from Neiman, Marcus
I'm like c'mon let's start this
Keep it real my deparment
Versace my garment, yeah
I don't give a fi'nuck
I don't give a fi'nuck
Make her suck my di'nick, till that bitch hiccup
And when she call my phi'none, I won't even pick up
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack


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A rapper is boasting about their wealth, relationships, and hustle in the streets, while also hinting at their criminal activities, and how they're trying to improve their life situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: Thousand eight grams in my b'nag
I be making jewels, work be moving f'nast
And you need to mind your fucking bi'naz
Get cash, get it fast, this a paper ti'nag
New car, you are not me forget it!
I got more hoes than four hoes
I had a foursome for Christmas!
Let me turn it down my baby mama listening
Extra garlic butter I got Benihana issues
Trigga finger itchin' like it's poison ivy
Going so hard Viagra trying to sign me
I might get an endorsement from baking soda
Catch me cooking crack trying to make a Rollie!


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A rapper who started from humble beginnings in the trap, now rapping and making a name for themselves with their catchy lyrics and slang. They have a strong connection to "crack" and are confident in their ability to "get the RICO. [/INST]

Lyrics: Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
I got cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Got that cr'nack, yeah, I got cr'nack
Started from the trap, now I rap
No matter where I'm at, I got crack
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack
All I talk is crack, I can get the RICO!


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Imagine a song in which the artist is boasting about their victory in life and is encouraging the listener to embrace their potential for success. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'ma tell you, I'ma tell you this right now
If you, if you woke up this mornin', nigga you winnin' for real
(Buddah Bless this beat)


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Imagine a rapper boasting about their success in the club and with women, while simultaneously making a playful reference to the card game "big two" and showcasing their confidence in attracting women with their charm and cash. [/INST]

Lyrics: Let's play big bank take little bank
You are looking at a shark in a fish tank
When I'm in the kitchen, I make plenty cash
Tell shawty come here, she got plenty ass


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A rapper expresses his appreciation for exotic dancers while boasting about his luxurious lifestyle and impressive car. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
Yeah, I love them strippers
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back, I'm fronting on you niggas


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A rapper expresses frustration with others not understanding his lyrics about a high-priced car engine and references a famous children's story. [/INST]

Lyrics: Wait I don't even think these niggas understood what the fuck I just said
I said, hundred-thousand dollar engine
I wish a bitch could, like the little engine that could, ya dig!
2 Chainz (Kyuh)


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A rebellious teenager expressing their feelings towards their overly protective father who is also into extravagant possessions like big chains and a chopper. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yuck daddy, yuck
Yuck daddy, yuck
Yuck-yuck-yuck daddy
Two big chains, one big chopper
Two big chains, one-one big chopper
Two-two big chains, one-one big chopper
Two big chains, one big chopper, bitch


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Input:
Reminiscing on a past trip to Detroit, Michigan where you connected with old friends, and you can't forget the exciting experiences you had there. [/INST]

Lyrics: Do it
I was in Detroit, Michigan not too long ago, uh, visiting with some friends of mine
B-I-G


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Imagine a metaphorical scenario where the singer is comparing themselves to a bird, and the chorus of the song involves a warning to the listener not to fall in love with someone like the singer. The song might contain a catchy hook or reference to a popular artist like 2 Chainz. [/INST]

Lyrics: 'Cause girl I'm just a bird
Don't make me make you fall in love
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me
Like me
'Cause girl, I'm just a bird
Don't make me make you fall in love
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me
Like me
'Cause girl I'm just a bird
Girl, I'm just another bird
Don't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me
Like me (yah, uh, 2 Chainz!)


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Input:
A catchy and explicit song about the singer's sexual prowess, with the intention to share their skills on YouTube and encourage single ladies to join them. [/INST]

Lyrics: I still fuck 'em like I used to
I need to put that shit on YouTube
Cause you know we got that dancefloor crazy
Single ladies come and have my baby
I still fuck 'em like I used too
I need to put that shit on YouTube
Cause you know we got that dancefloor crazy
Hey, my nigga, come and grab your lady


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Celebrate your confidence and boldness in the face of haters, while emphasizing the importance of supporting one another and taking risks, all while having fun on the dance floor with the ladies. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I'm the nigga, yeah, don't forget it, yeah
Gold Nefertiti , yeah, Lamborghini, yeah
Man in my city, yeah, they call me Tity, yeah
Bad bitch with me, yeah, she's sidity, yeah
Got her hair fixed, yeah, kinda thick, yeah
Shawty known to strip, yeah, for the rent, yeah
Tryna do a split, yeah, oh shit, yeah
Can you do a split, yeah? On a dick, yeah?
You can’t do it with a dick in you
You can’t do it like that with a dick in you, uh
You can't do it with a dick in you
You can’t do it like that with a dick in you, bitch!
You might also like
I still fuck 'em like I used to
I need to put that shit on YouTube
Cause you know we got that dancefloor crazy
Single ladies come and have my baby
I still fuck 'em like I used too
I need to put that shit on YouTube
Cause you know we got that dancefloor crazy
Hey, my nigga, come and grab your lady


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A boastful rapper shares his experiences and desires, including his love for twerking. [/INST]

Lyrics: Watch how I grab her, yeah, I'mma stab her, yeah
Put it in her bladder, yeah, don't compare me, yeah
Flyin' out to Cali, yeah, in my Ballys, yeah
We go to Miami, yeah, that my family, yeah
ATL my hood, yeah, understood, yeah
Shout out to New Orleans, yeah, it's all good, yeah
Watch how I do, yeah, I'm a fool, yeah
Shawty want that wood, yeah,that pussy good, yeah
Let me see you twerk it, let me see if you can twerk it
Let me see you twerk it, let me see if you can twerk it
Let me see you twerk it, let me see if you can twerk it
Let me see you twerk it, let me see if you can twerk it, bitch!


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Create a song about a confident and experienced individual who enjoys having fun on the dancefloor, with catchy lyrics that emphasize their bold personality and desire to share their wild life online. [/INST]

Lyrics: I still fuck 'em like I used to
I need to put that shit on YouTube
Cause you know we got that dancefloor crazy
Single ladies come and have my baby
I still fuck 'em like I used too
I need to put that shit on YouTube
Cause you know we got that dancefloor crazy
Hey, my nigga, come and grab your lady
Get low like this
Get low like this
Up, do it, up, shake it
Wipe, down, outfit
I get money like I used to
Chains on, I use two
Guns on me like I used to
I'll fuck ya ass on YouTube (a million views!)


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Write a song that encourages listeners to dance and highlights a performer's ability to still attract and please potential partners, while also mentioning the possibility of sharing this experience on social media. [/INST]

Lyrics: I still fuck 'em like I used to
I need to put that shit on YouTube
Cause you know we got that dancefloor crazy
Single ladies come and have my baby
I still fuck 'em like I used too
I need to put that shit on YouTube
Cause you know we got that dancefloor crazy
Hey, my nigga, come and grab your lady


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Thank you for the first person who started doing something significant in their life, like trapping, rapping, or stripping. Let's celebrate their contribution and be honest about our feelings towards those who may not be as genuine or loyal. We must also acknowledge our own emotions and desires, as we may have to make tough decisions in life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Thank God for the first nigga to start trapping
Thank God for the first nigga to start rapping
Thank God for the first girl to start stripping
And I'ma have to keep it muh'fuckin' real with 'em
I got a problem, with these niggas
I got a problem, with these bitches
Trigger finger, keep itchin'
Well I'll pull it, I'll do it, yeah


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Input:
A humorous and creative conversation between a mother and her son about a dream he had where rap didn't work, and the impact of money on him. [/INST]

Lyrics: Mama, MAMA!
(Wha, What!)
You get that money out my pants last night?
(Boy! Naw I ain't get no money out yo pants! And quit yellin' at me!!)
Ain't nobody hollin' at you!
I had a dream that rap wouldn't work
I woke up on the block, had to hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr: hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr, skrrr: hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold


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A struggling rapper dreams that their music isn't successful, but upon waking up, they decide to use an unconventional approach with a fork and their determination. The lyrics emphasize the importance of persistence and innovation in the face of challenges. [/INST]

Lyrics: I had a dream, rap wouldn't work
Woke up on the block, hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr: hit it with the fork
Skrrr, skrrr, skrrr: hit it with the fork
Rap don't work, records ain't bein' sold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold
So much money on me, it won't even fold


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A rapper and his friend, 2 Chainz, are hanging out in the hood, talking about the luxurious lifestyle they live, the money they have, and their sexual exploits. The rapper is boasting about his .454 pistol and .223 clip, while mentioning that he's not interested in material possessions like Nike shoes. They plan to create a commotion with Lil Wayne and Thugger, and the rapper is currently on a "bitch, suck my dick" diet. [/INST]

Lyrics: .454, I pull up on niggas, I tell 'em lets get it
Niggas they talkin' on Twitter, you niggas you know you gon get it
Benjamin Franklin, niggas know that I keep it 100
Got me a new clip for my .223 and that bitch hold a hundred
I'm still in the hood, I got me a check and I don't want no Nike's
Bitches, they suckin', and fuckin', they do everything except bite it
I can go slow like an old man, I can go fast like I got nitrous
Spent 20 racks for my brother's appeal and I ain't talkin' no Vicodin
Over 1 mil in this room, bitch, I kinda sound like a Pisces
Lil bitch you know I'm the bomb and 2 Chainz the light, no lightnin'
Wow, these bitches excited, me and Thugger, we 'bout to start up a riot
I ain't got no pussy all week, I'm on that "bitch, suck my dick" diet


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A man expresses his desire for two women, Monica and Teresa, to return home and take care of each other, while encouraging them to make money and leave some for him. [/INST]

Lyrics: Monica, come home to me, yea come home to me my dear
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Teresea, I'm tired of lookin' bae, I'm into you, your rear
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser
Make a little money, leave a little on the dresser


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A song reflecting on a tragic event where a young boy was killed, focusing on the despair and hopelessness in the environment surrounding it. [/INST]

Lyrics: Who killed little boy, who killed little boy?
Rat infested hallways, no escape, no escape
From misery, no way out from that hell


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A rapper describes their journey from humble beginnings to wealth and success, focusing on their newfound lifestyle and relationships with their friends and newfound connections. The lyrics mention luxury items like designer clothing and expensive tastes, as well as the rapper's attitude towards money and women. [/INST]

Lyrics: 50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
I've been drinkin' codeine all night
Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs


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A disgruntled side chick seeks revenge on her main dude after he impregnates her friend, while showcasing her dominance and wealth. [/INST]

Lyrics: My side chick got pregnant by her main dude and I'm offended
I called, she ain't pick up, I text her back, bitch you stingy
I'm in all black like a ninja, chain got influenza
Walk in the traphouse, use my Cartiers for credentials (God damn!)
I'm going wildebeest, all on my enemies
Negative energy, I could do anything, I got the guillotine
Off with they head
Known to pull off and get head
Drippin so much sauce on your bitch look like she wettin' the bed
I could do more than just say it, strip club veteran head uh uh!
I am still gettin' this bread, bought her a Birkin bag uh uh!
Everyone look at the tag, I do the digital dash uh uh!
I can do more than just brag, I can back it up UH UH!


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Describe a journey from poverty to wealth, with a focus on the materialistic gains and indulgences, including designer clothes, expensive items, and new experiences with people. [/INST]

Lyrics: 50,000 on me, I'm a walkin' lick
She fuck with the squad, she gon' grip the stick
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
I've been drinkin' codeine all night
Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
I've been drinkin' codeine all night
Got your bitch out her DM, put her on a flight
I don't understand nothin' but them dollar signs
When you wake up in the morning
When you wake up in the morning
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
Blue cheese in my Off Whites
(Uhh, uhh)


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A young person is talking about their uncle who is known to be carefree and laid back, often smoking marijuana. They mention that one morning, they had to take their uncle to school (which could mean taking him to a place where he works or hangs out) and he got into trouble (suspended) because his relaxed demeanor and smell of marijuana was not appreciated by others. [/INST]

Lyrics: Boy, my uncle 12 shawty
I had to take my uncle to school this morning shawty
And he got suspended
'Cause he smelled like weed when he got there


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A rapper boasts about their flashy lifestyle, street credibility, and unique style, while warning others not to underestimate them or try to take their swag. They mention their high-quality friends, their anti-social and non-conformist nature, and the loyalty of their friends and partners. [/INST]

Lyrics: I keep my hoes in check, you buy Nike for yours
Say they want that loud, I'mma bring that noise
Check my watch on a flight, yeah, I call that airtime
Murk 'em in the middle of the street, that gon' be his deadline
Yeah, you gon' respect mine, got a body on my Tec-9
Say you nobody 'till somebody gon' body you, flatline
Pocket full of dead guys and you know I'm anti
Anti-social, anti-lame, but ain't I cool nigga, ain't I?
You looking at a star that's spaced out
Trying to take my style then take off
I go to work with no days off, everything all paid off
Shawty pussy hair shaved off and she did it just for me, nigga
Would skip you like a spacebar, but I much rather delete niggas


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A rapper bragging about their success, asking someone where they have been, and how they have been spending their money. [/INST]

Lyrics: I been getting money, where the fuck you been?
I been getting money, where the fuck you been?
I been getting money, where the fuck you been?
I been getting money, where the fuck you been?
Bought a new crib just to fuck you in
Bought a new crib just to fuck you in
Bought a new crib just to fuck you in
I been getting to the money, where the fuck you been?


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A rapper is bragging about their squad's extravagant lifestyle, featuring expensive cars, jewelry, and a luxurious lifestyle that leaves others in awe. [/INST]

Lyrics: 2 Chainz (Murda on the beat so it's not nice)
Yeah, VIP my squad (Yeah), drop off all the gang (Yeah)
VIP the lane (Skrrt), VIP the chain (Squad)
VIP my squad (Yeah, squad), drop off all the gang (Yeah)
VIP the lane (Skrrt, yeah), VIP the chain


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In this song, the artist compares their success and power to a luxury vehicle, while also addressing a rival and expressing their dominance over them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, yeah, baller alert
Lil biddy bitch I don't call her alert (Brrrrp)
Uh, yeah, follow alert
Go get the fire when I'm callin' 'em merked
Uh, yeah, profit come first
I whip the baby, the baby gon' burp (Whip it)
Uh, yeah, I bought a 'Claren (Woo)
I bought a 'Claren, didn't wanna buy verts, uh
This shit bigger than you (hey), I'm takin' on a new path (Uh)
Making them bricks take a bath (Woo)
Lil biddy bitch, do the math (Yeah)
Lil nigga, who are you? (Who you, yeah)
Must be bulletproof (Brrrp)
This shit bigger than you (It big)
This shit bigger than you


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A rapper is boasting about their exclusive, high-status group and how they make a statement in the streets, both with their vehicle and their jewelry. [/INST]

Lyrics: VIP my squad (Yeah), drop off all the gang (Yeah)
VIP the lane (Skrrt), VIP the chain (Squad)
VIP my squad (Yeah, yeah), drop off all the gang (Yeah)
VIP the lane (Skrrt), VIP the chain


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The song's narrator is recounting a series of bizarre, absurd, and surreal events that they've experienced or are currently experiencing, including encountering a talking Daffy Duck-like character, interacting with inanimate objects that have human-like qualities, and transforming into mythical creatures. [/INST]

Lyrics: Caught up in my bullshit, put your head on backwards
And skate off after, engage in laughter 'bout what just happened
Fingers in napkins get sent to mammies, is that too graphic?
Catch you in traffic, you sitting Daffy like stealing candy
My ceiling’s absent, my wheels are massive, my friends assassins
All of us bastards, our mothers queens and our women dancers
My rivers rapid, my fins are splashin’, my gills are flappin’
I bit some matches then sipped some gas and went kiss a dragon


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A rapper is boasting about their skills, confidence, and lifestyle, comparing themselves to a king and referencing their desire for success and wealth. [/INST]

Lyrics: I’m really rappin’, no finger snappin’, I’m pistol packin’
Y’all niggas slippin’, my swag is drippin’, so here’s a napkin
What’s really happnin’? Verbal attackin’, I’m showing passion
Know what I mean, see I’m the king like I’m from Akron
I’m going overboard, somebody call the captain
And when it come to getting checks, I always want the fat ones
I’m so high I can sing to a chandelier
My flow a glass of Ace of Spade and yours a can of beer


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A confident individual who can successfully create and maintain a lively atmosphere, even without any external assistance or encouragement. [/INST]

Lyrics: I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself


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A rich, successful man who lives in a mansion, a condo, and a cabin, and drives a Phantom, loves to dance and is inspired by the Star Spangled Banner. He enjoys control and manipulation, and is not afraid to make bold moves. He is also a bit of a player, who likes to take risks and challenge the status quo. He values the finer things in life and enjoys the company of beautiful women. He can be quite protective of what is his, but is also creative, innovative, and confident in his abilities. He has a sense of humor and is [/INST]

Lyrics: Got a mansion, a condo, a cabin, I sleep in my Phantom
So high dancing with the stars to the Star Spangled Banner
I change your channel, I change your pattern, I ring your Saturn
I bang your madam, she get on top and I shake the ladder
I make her straddle then gather and calculate the data
I listen up for the snakes or the baby rattle
I play the shadows, don’t play no games, I straight get at ‘em
I’m on the chronic all day like it’s my favorite album
A plate of salmon, the Cayman Islands, a stripper dancer
If I don’t get the car first, I’ll have a temper tantrum
I’m innovative, I demonstrated, this nickle plated
I don’t care if you owe me a nick, nigga you need to pay me
I kiss ya lady, eat her pussy then kiss the baby
Get situated, get keys off table then leave her 80
I really made it, get it maid, Schwarzenegger
Won’t wrestle niggas, I spatula all you action figures


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Describe a night out filled with luxury, excess, and a surreal high. [/INST]

Lyrics: I’m so high the blunt feel like a dumbbell
These niggas tiny like a spider on a Spud Webb
I got some upscale cocaine on my thumbnail
I feed it to my fun girls, they say fuck yeah


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Write a song about a confident, flashy person who isn't afraid to express their desires and is unafraid to live life on their terms. [/INST]

Lyrics: I’m doing this shit like whatever
When I go I’mma leave for the better
I told her you dig like a shovel
I want a Ferrari in yellow
Just so I can match all my yellow bitches
I been a playa since elementary
I got more bars than a penitentiary
I got a clip that hang several inches
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself
I can make it bounce by myself


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A rapper expresses their desire to represent their hometown and make their mother proud through their music. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Yeah, Soufside with an F 'cause I'm fresh
Do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Soufside with an F 'cause I'm fresh
Tryna make my momma proud, uh
I ain't tryna let my momma down (yah)
I'm just tryna make my momma proud, uh
I ain't fuckin' 'round with you (uh, uh, uh)


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A rap artist is expressing their loyalty and pride in their Southside neighborhood, using a creative play on words with "Southside with an F" as a way to showcase their freshness and unique style while representing their community. [/INST]

Lyrics: Do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Southside with an F 'cause I'm fresh
Do it for the hood, nigga, rep
Southside with an F 'cause I'm fresh


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A love song to a dedicated individual who loves their passion, encouraging them to follow their dreams while assuring that their love will stay strong despite being physically apart due to their career. [/INST]

Lyrics: Baby let's roll away
Get lost in the day
I love that you love what you do
And just like any girl, baby I'll love you the same
I know you gotta go, the DJ is calling you to the stage
Go ahead baby, do your thing


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Write a song about a man who is impressed by a woman's physical appearance, material possessions, and her confidence in undressing in front of him, while he feels overwhelmed by her charm. [/INST]

Lyrics: Honey complexion
Body of a goddess
22s on the Lexus, named Alexis
By the way of Texas
Big face Rolexes
While she's undressing, man I'm stressing
She's extremely blessed
Extremely blessed


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Write a song about a person who is confident and attractive, with a unique talent for breaking legs, and their experiences at the Waffle House and other locations. [/INST]

Lyrics: Give us this day our daily bread
If you a chicken head, go somewhere and lay some eggs
I make you, make your bed, take that head
I got a move that will break your leg, know what I’m talking about
Known to kill pussy, nigga chalk it out
Our first date was the Waffle House
Different day, different escapades
If they don’t like it they opinions like Escalade's
Everybody got one
You might also like
Honey complexion
Body of a goddess
22s on the Lexus, named Alexis
By the way of Texas
Big face Rolexes
While she's undressing, man I'm stressing
She's extremely blessed
Extremely blessed


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A song that celebrates and praises the physical features of a girl, highlighting her confidence and the way she carries herself, while also emphasizing the singer's generosity and eagerness to support her in various ways, ultimately challenging others who don't appreciate her to step aside. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeahh
She slow grinded the whole time
I told her have a seat, you sitting on a gold mine
Big ass, long hair, thick thighs
Eat Lobster tail like French Fries
I’m the type to buy you a car for the fifth time
This skinny nigga doing big time
Oh wait, dinner dates I demonstrate how to penetrate
If you ain’t wit it, then its elimi-date


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Write a song about a man who is enamored with an exceptionally beautiful woman, who has a strong presence, high-end possessions, and a captivating charm. The song should highlight the man's infatuation and his desire to spend time with her. [/INST]

Lyrics: Honey complexion
Body of a goddess
22s on the Lexus, named Alexis
By the way of Texas
Big face Rolexes
While she's undressing, man I'm stressing
She's extremely blessed
Extremely blessed
Baby let’s roll away
Get lost in this day
Say it’s okay
Come to me
Extremely blessed


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Imagine a world where a group of 58 creative and talented individuals join forces to become powerful rulers, using their influence to create change and make a significant impact on the world. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah
Uh-huh
(Hitmaka)
2 Chainz


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The protagonist is living their life in a world where the phrase "rule the world" has a metaphorical meaning, possibly relating to overcoming obstacles and achieving their dreams. [/INST]

Lyrics: Top down on the Dawn like I'm used to it (Yeah)
Prayin' he make it home like I'm used to it
Prayin' he make it home, I got used to it (Used to it)
Prayin' he make it home like I'm used to it
Top down on the Dawn like I'm used to it
Prayin' he make it home, I got used to it
Prayin' he make it home like he used to
I realized we could rule the world
I realized we could rule the world (Oh yeah, oh yeah)


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Create a song about the inevitability of love, using the phrase "bump into it one day" and the concept of being trapped or committed in some way. [/INST]

Lyrics: Skrrt (Yeah)
Yeah
I'ma trap it out one way or another (Yee)
Yeah (Oh)
One thing about love, they say it's blind
No matter where you're from
You gon' bump into it one day
Tru


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A young person expressing their desires and aspirations, using slang and repetition to emphasize their determination to achieve them, and referring to a recent windfall or accomplishment as a "lick. [/INST]

Lyrics: I want it, I want it, I want it-it-it-it


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A song about a character called Count Chilly who is excited to announce a successful heist to their mother, using a repetitive phrase to emphasize the chilly weather outside. [/INST]

Lyrics: Chilly, chilly, chilly, chilly (Yeah, what?)
Wake up, Count Chilly (What?)
I'm up, Count Chilly (Up)
Tell my mama I hit a lick
Tell my mama I hit a lick (Lick)
Huh, mama, I hit a lick
Mama, I hit a lick


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A rapper claiming to be the heir to El Chapo's legacy, and proclaiming himself as the king of the trap, with a focus on spreading his influence to various locations. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr
I'm the king of the trap, El Chapo Jr
Anywhere on the map, I bring it to you
El Chapo Jr, El Chapo Jr
El Chapo Jr, I'ma bring it to ya


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Imagine a football game where the lyrics tell the story of a quarterback who shares the ball with his teammates. The song pays tribute to a fallen friend, who was the most real person they knew. How does the repetition of 'you da realest, dawg' emphasize the significance of this friend in the lives of the players and the community? [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm like a quarterback, watch me hand it off
Drop the work in the pot, watch it cannonball
I done seen 'em ball, I done seen 'em fall
Rest in peace to my nigga, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you, you da realest, dawg


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A confident and passionate rapper who is determined to succeed in the rap game, has already made millions, and honors the memory of those who have lost their lives. The rapper also has a unique and bold style, reflecting on life and death, and his rise to success in the face of adversity. [/INST]

Lyrics: You the realest, ain't no gimmicks, I got illness
If this rap game is my building, I got tenants, I got tenants
I got "gettin' it" in my spirit, I'm winning to the end
And I just made me some millions and this only the beginning
Rest in peace to all my niggas, they died while they was servin'
Rest in peace to all the soldiers that died in the service
I dive in her cervix, chickens, no Church's
Never seen a man cry 'til you seen a man die: closed curtain
Closed casket, blasted, breathe again, Braxton
Heart filled with passion, neck filled with mansions
Nonchalant and sarcastic, my bank roll gigantic
School of hard knocks, I am the man on this campus


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The speaker is expressing their loyalty and admiration for a close friend, using sports and playful wording to convey a strong sense of connection. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm like a quarterback, watch me hand it off
Drop the work in the pot, watch it cannonball
I done seen 'em ball, I done seen 'em fall
Rest in peace to my nigga, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you, you da realest, dawg
You da realest, dawg, you, you da realest, dawg


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Experience the thrill of accumulating wealth and enjoying the fruits of your labor, emphasizing the personal satisfaction of spending and enjoying the things you acquire. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm riding around and I'm getting it, I'm riding around and I'm getting it
I'm riding around and I'm getting it, it's mine, I spend it
I'm riding around and I'm getting it, I'm riding around and I'm getting it
I'm riding around and I'm getting it, it's mine, I spend it
It's mine, I spend it, it's mine, I spend it
It's mine, I spend it, I'm riding around and I'm getting it
It's mine, I spend it, it's mine, I spend it
It's mine, I spend it, I'm riding around and I'm getting it


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Describe a relationship where one person is spending money on exotic experiences while the other is lacking in the financial department, making financial discussions a common theme in their intimate moments. [/INST]

Lyrics: I am smoking on exotic, my girl ain't got no stomach
Every time we have sex she always ask me for a hundred
I ask her is she working, she ask me do I want it
I say when I went to school bitch money was the subject


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Riding around and accumulating wealth, enjoying the spoils and spending it. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm riding around and I'm getting it, I'm riding around and I'm getting it
I'm riding around and I'm getting it, it's mine, I spend it
I'm riding around and I'm getting it, I'm riding around and I'm getting it
I'm riding around and I'm getting it, it's mine, I spend it
It's mine, I spend it, it's mine, I spend it
It's mine, I spend it, I'm riding around and I'm getting it
It's mine, I spend it, it's mine, I spend it
It's mine, I spend it, I'm riding around and I'm getting it


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A group of friends excitedly gathering to create a song, using slang and colloquial expressions to connect with their audience. [/INST]

Lyrics: Spinz, what's happening, mayne?
You feel me? I told the whole squad, mayne
Cut it up!


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A rap song where the artist is asserting their confidence and credibility, while also addressing and dismissing any "lame" competition. [/INST]

Lyrics: I say, damn right they got it, damn right they got it
Damn right they got it, damn, damn right they got it
Damn right they got it, damn right they got it
Damn right they got it, damn right they got it
I said lame niggas be quiet, lame, lame niggas be quiet
Lame niggas be quiet, you in the presence of a real nigga
I said lame niggas be quiet, lame niggas be quiet
Lame, lame niggas be quiet, you in the real nigga presence


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A confident and assertive man, known for his taste in women and his flashy lifestyle, raps about his ability to attract and charm the ladies, comparing himself to a Texas cowboy and emphasizing his flashy persona with the Tity 2 Necklace. [/INST]

Lyrics: I eat your girl up for breakfast, won’t save you no extra
Say she fucking with me cause a real nigga's her preference
Drinking like I'm from Texas, and you know I stay flexing
And if you don't know I go by Tity 2 Necklace


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Create a lyrics snippet for a song that emphasizes confidence, bragging, and a sense of danger or recklessness among the group. [/INST]

Lyrics: Damn right I got it, damn right I'm 'bout it
Clique full of killers, please don’t get us excited
Yeah I'm smoking loud, so lame niggas be quiet
And if you fuck with us, we gon' start up a riot
I-I'ma start a riot, I'ma start a riot
I'ma start a riot, I'ma start a riot
I'ma start a riot, I'ma start a riot
I'ma start a riot, I'ma start a riot (2 Chainz!)


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Write a song about an old man who has a positive influence on the local community by keeping children away from potential harm. [/INST]

Lyrics: Every evening you will find him around our neighborhood
It's the old dope peddler doing well by doing good
(Shawty get them kids out the street!)


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Describe a night out that starts with a relaxed OZ and ends up being a wild, deep experience, with the narrator showing up at a club and making a bold entrance. [/INST]

Lyrics: Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like motherfucking ho you don't know me
I said I pull up to that club like motherfucking ho you don't know me
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like motherfucking ho you don't know me


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Write a song about a confident and successful person who is known for causing trouble at exclusive clubs and enjoying the luxurious lifestyle that comes with their success. [/INST]

Lyrics: I said I pull up to that club like motherfucking ho you don't know me
Most of my niggas got gold teeth
Most of my bitches got tattoos
Most of my niggas think cash rules
And I mess up hairdo's like it's a pair of shoes
And I need a parachute when I'm up there
I'm in the trap cuz I work there


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Describe a night out, starting with a casual smoke, escalating to deep involvement in a risky situation, and ending up confidently entering a club where the subject claims to be unknown. [/INST]

Lyrics: Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like motherfucking ho you don't know me
I said I pull up to that club like motherfucking ho you don't know me
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like motherfucking ho you don't know me
You might also like
When the shades of night are falling
Comes a fellow everyone knows
It's the old dope peddler spreading joy wherever he goes
(Let me take my shades off a little (...) See what these bitches looking like!)


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Describe a night out in a lavish club with a group of friends, enjoying the finer things in life, and treating a woman as a prize to be won. [/INST]

Lyrics: See what these bitches looking like
Stick in all crooked like
Louie V is my Kryptonite
Take your bitch and I give her back
Give her this and I give her that
Fine wine and lobster tail
Candle light and Chrisette Michele
Look at the pussy and play kiss and tell
Fix her hair then fix her nails
Even pay a few bills
Way I'm running shit man I should have a shoe deal
And my whole crew ill
Pockets on Fatburger
Going so hard you'd think I mixed a Viagra with a Soda
Staying focused, this yola here
Black and white ice: polar bear
You hold her hand and I hold her hair
I pull her close and put it there
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like motherfucking ho you don't know me
I said I pull up to that club like motherfucking ho you don't know me
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Started off with a OZ
End up riding fo' deep
Pull up to that club like motherfucking ho you don't know me


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Think about the creation of a song featuring a character who brings happiness to people as the night falls, and the character is known for spreading joy, especially through their activities. [/INST]

Lyrics: When the shades of night are falling
Comes a fellow everyone knows
It's the old dope peddler spreading joy wherever he goes


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A rap artist is expressing their excitement about performing in a new city, mentioning their past absence while promising to deliver a high-energy show, and using repetition to emphasize their readiness and enthusiasm. [/INST]

Lyrics: Girl I'm on that clean shit, you already know
You ain't never seen this, I'm ready to go
I got em saying, I, I, I, I, I, I
I know I've been away
But I, I, I, I, I, I
I'm in your city today


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A song about the unspoken connection and temptation between two people, who always end up having a passionate encounter whenever one of them visits the other's town. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know you love me
And I know you're down
Cuz we always end up fucking every time I'm in town
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)


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A playful, suggestive exchange between two people who always seem to end up having a passionate encounter whenever one of them comes to town. [/INST]

Lyrics: Baby I just landed, you gon pick me up
Heard you like to squirt, I might lick it up
Conspicuous, I speed it up
And I slow it down like I'm on Robitussin
I'm known for crushin', you're known for blushin'
Oh what was that
You blowing kisses, I throw em back, pull into that culdesac
Back then no chauffeur, back seat like a sofa
One leg on my shoulder, other leg and it's over
You might also like
I know you love me
And I know you're down
Cuz we always end up fucking very time I'm in town
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)


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Write a song about meeting an attractive woman who you find beautiful inside and out, and expressing desire to be with her despite the challenges that may come with the situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: Met her once and you missed me, girl you crazy
No makeup on, you're still pretty lady
And you beautiful, inside and outside
I don't know if I should buy my wife a house, or make you my house wife
You call me, I come through
You pass out, I come too
Dippin it like fondue, spinach dip, cheese stick
Appetizers, entrees, it's you in that lingerie
As far as race, you're first place, I'm only in town for one day


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A singer reflects on their relationship with a person they only meet when they visit their hometown, and how they seemingly always reconnect romantically. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know you love me
And I know you're down
Cuz we always end up fucking very time I'm in town
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Every time I'm in town (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh)


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You're a dedicated musician who wants to express your love for the craft, particularly emphasizing the authenticity of your sound. You've been on a break, but are excited to make your presence known in a specific city. Your loyal fans have been eagerly waiting for your return, and you want to showcase the importance of your artistry, which is free of autotune. [/INST]

Lyrics: Girl I'm on that clean shit, you already know
You ain't never seen this, I'm ready to go
I got em saying, I, I, I, I, I, I
I know I've been away
But I, I, I, I, I, I
I'm in your city today
No autotune was used in the making of this recording, thank you for listening


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Write a song about someone who feels confident and in control as they spend their earnings and enjoy their experiences, emphasizing the sense of ownership and enjoyment they find in it. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it, I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it
I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it, it's mine I spend it
I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it, I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it
I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it, it’s mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it
It's mine I spend it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it


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A man describes his relationship with a woman he believes only wants him for his money, using the metaphor of her asking for $100 every time they have sex. The man reflects on his past education, where he learned the value of money, and questions if the woman is really worth it. [/INST]

Lyrics: I am smoking on exotic, my girl ain’t got no stomach
Every time we have sex she always ask me for a hundred
I asked her if she worth it, she asked me do I want it
I say when I went to school bitch money was the subject!


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A person enjoying the freedom of wealth and material possessions, expressing their excitement and contentment with their current lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it, I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it
I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it, it's mine I spend it
I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it, I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it
I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it, it’s mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it
It's mine I spend it, it's mine I spend it
It's mine I spend it, I'm ridin' round and I'm gettin' it


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Create a song about living a lavish lifestyle, focusing on excess, fame, and the influence of celebrities on popular culture. [/INST]

Lyrics: I smoked a blunt for dinner, another blunt for breakfast
2 Chainz, got 'em staring at my necklace
Let's make a sex tape and put it on Netflix
Let's make a sex tape and put it on Netflix
She got it, I want it, I want it, she got it
I'm dodging paparazzi, my outfit from Versace
Copy, copy, all these niggas just copy
I just bought me a new watch and these new niggas just watchin'


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You and your friend enjoyed a night out together, reminiscing about past experiences and achievements, and you excitedly share your recent financial successes. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know you had the time of your life
I know you had the time of your life
You know I'm gettin' money, ten, twenty, thirty, forty
I'll be countin' this shit all night
I know you had the time of your life
I know you had the time of your life
You know I'm gettin' money, ten, twenty, thirty, forty
I'll be countin' this shit all night


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When I die, bury me inside the liquor store, cause I'm still going to be making money even after my death. I'm a hustler who knows how to get what I want and make others want it too. We're going to have a good time and live life to the fullest, making money and enjoying every moment. [/INST]

Lyrics: When I die, bury me inside the liquor store
Cause when I die, Fergie still gon' be gettin' dough
You do what you can, I do what you can't
You smoke that Bobby B-B-Brown, we on that Shabba Ranks
I got it, you want it, you want it, I got it
My girls go shopping, that ain't a mall, that's my closet
So copy (copy), copy, all these bitches just copy
Honor student wit' double Ds, that ain't the bra, that's my ta-tas
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I know you had the time of your life
I know you had the time of your life
You know I'm gettin' money, ten, twenty, thirty, forty
I'll be countin' this shit all night
I know you had the time of your life
I know you had the time of your life
You know I'm gettin' money, ten, twenty, thirty, forty
I'll be countin' this shit all night


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A song about the luxurious and wild lifestyle of a successful, confident, and unapologetic individual who enjoys the finer things in life, such as money, women, and power. The person is not afraid to make bold moves and take risks, while maintaining a high level of self-confidence and a strong sense of self. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah...
I'm gettin' to the monies, with an apostrophe
Fucked her on a pile of clothes, now she a closet freak
Yeah, I bear arms, I got something up my sleeve
And when she wit' me, she don't wanna leave
She just wanna freak, she don't wanna sleep
Put it in her mouth, now she don't wanna speak
Yeah, I'm at the club, I got strippers at my table
I call doin' a 69 a favor for a favor
From the cradle to the grave
Shoot a nigga from his ankle to his waist
You can tell that I'm paid cause I'm high-class
Fucked a bitch in her eyelashes
We in a jet, who gon' fly past us?
Tint all in my eyeglasses, I don't see ya, hater
And I don't get dropped, bitch, I drop the label
Goddamn!


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Write a song about the excitement and abundance of creative ideas in a collaborative project, using the theme of "having a lot of cool ideas. [/INST]

Lyrics: Lotta dope
Gotta lotta dope
Ba-ba-da-bope


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Imagine a song that talks about the various types of drugs and substances being used and how they create a lively atmosphere. [/INST]

Lyrics: Da-ba-da-ba-deee, da-ba-da-bope
Ba-ba-da-bope
We gotta lotta dope
We gotta lotta coke
We got weed, that's a lotta smoke
Yeah, that’s that loud I hope
And we gotta lotta dope
Ba-ba-da-bope


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Imagine a song about a group of friends celebrating their abundant supply of various recreational substances, highlighting their enthusiasm and excitement through repetitive phrases and rhythm. [/INST]

Lyrics: Da-ba-da-ba-deee, da-ba-da-bope
(Gotta lot, gotta lot) Ba-ba-da-bope
I said we gotta lotta dope
(Got a lot, got a lot) Yeah, she snort a lotta coke
We got weed, that’s a lotta smoke
Yeah, that’s that loud I hope
I said we gotta lotta dope
(Yeah) Ba-ba-da-bope


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The character in the song is trying to give advice to a poor fool who they believe doesn't understand the true meaning of love, and they share some wisdom from their mother about respecting the streets, making money, and being independent. [/INST]

Lyrics: Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do
(My mama always said)
I said close your mouth and eat
You make some paper, then you make your own rules
(My mama always said, ayy, damn)
Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do
I said close your mouth and eat
You make some paper, then you make your own rules


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Write a song about growing up in a rough neighborhood, learning from various influences, and your experiences with friends and family. [/INST]

Lyrics: Smoking on a yacht, call me Ricky Steamboat
Bags full of gas, used to serve them through the screen door
Tryna flip a brick, Shaq at the free throw
Taught by Scarface, Brad Jordan, Al Pacino, wooo
No rules, most of my partnas homeschooled
Most of my partnas got charges
And I ain't talking about no mothafuckin' dodges
Trappin' up outta the college
I'm addicted to the rice at Benihana
Raised by a single parent Black woman
They call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to spoil me
She always told me


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A song about the streets and loyalty, with the singer urging someone not to take their love for granted. The chorus emphasizes that the streets don't love them like the singer does, and encourages the person to take care of themselves and make their own rules. [/INST]

Lyrics: Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do
(Yeah)
I said close your mouth and eat
You make some paper, then you make your own rules
(My mama always said, ayy, damn)
Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do
I said close your mouth and eat
You make some paper, then you make your own rules


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A close friend and you have been through a lot together, and they always make you laugh with their freestyling. You both enjoy hanging out and causing trouble, especially when under the influence of substances like LSD. You often reminisce about sneaking your friend into clubs in the past, and now you're just chilling and enjoying their company. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now that’s crazy
Now that’s hard Mike WiLL, that’s hard
See I ain’t see it like that, that’s hard
You hard bruh
That’s why, that’s why we been friends for so long bruh
That’s why I used to sneak you in the club bruh
Just for that reason right there bruh
Aight bruh, let me just freestyle some more, cause this shit
I’m smoking the LSD
And god dang, I got a little drink downstairs
I don’t need it though, let’s go
Let me just fuck with this shit


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A song empowering women to stand up against negativity and disrespect in their lives, using repetition to emphasize the importance of their voice and strength in facing such situations. [/INST]

Lyrics: Told a bitch you motherfucking right
Told a bitch you motherfucking right
Told a bitch you motherfucking right
Told a bitch you motherfucking right


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Create a song about an exciting night with a close friend and a special red outfit, all while teasing about a secret rendezvous with another man's girlfriend. [/INST]

Lyrics: Mike told me this gon’ be your favorite song
Ooh, wear that red one, that my favorite thong
Put ‘em on, I said baby put ‘em on
I said what you gonna do when you go home?
Kiss your man after you sucked on my woo!
She called my phone, I told her I was at the stu
Last name Chainz, first name 2
Pull up on me, shawty you know what to do
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Told a bitch you motherfucking right
Told a bitch you motherfucking right
Told a bitch you motherfucking right
Told a bitch you motherfucking right


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Describe the lifestyle and experiences of someone growing up on the south side, using slang and references to specific locations. [/INST]

Lyrics: I bought some gold chains with my drug money
Then wore it on the stage just to stunt on ‘em
That’s how we do it on the south side
Might buy an AK using all 5’s
Pittsburgh, Zone 6, Zone trey
Zone 1, do this shit like every day
Old Nat, Godby Road, Candler Road
24’s got the Wraith pigeon toed


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A confrontation with a disrespectful woman leads to a heated exchange, with the narrator asserting their authority and emphasizing their point. [/INST]

Lyrics: Told a bitch you motherfucking right
Told a bitch you motherfucking right
Told a bitch you motherfucking right
Told a bitch you motherfucking right


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A rapper reminiscing about their past life in the streets, describing their current lifestyle and the items and women they enjoy. [/INST]

Lyrics: Gas station, re-up on the petrol
Hit the trap and re-up on the petrol
Shit, by the time you get it it’s a retro
Shit, used to have a job outside of Citgo
Shit, by the time you get it I’ll be peww nigga
Yeah I been a player since the womb nigga
OG Kush is my perfume nigga
Ice on my wrist, I got my mind right
Riding down the street with the Klondikes
Two black hoes, white one in the middle
I’m getting to the S with two lines in the middle
Got a bankroll that’ll make it whip
Told a bitch you motherfucking right
Told a bitch you motherfucking right
Told a bitch you motherfucking right
Told a bitch you motherfucking right


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Reflect on the impact of the drug freebase and the consequences of discussing it openly. [/INST]

Lyrics: What is it?
Freebase
What's free about it? (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
I thought if I said, "Listen, should I talk about freebase and what is it?" or somethin'?
And people said, "Well, no, because then people will start doin' it"
No, let me— I gotta talk about what happened to me


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In your hometown, everyone understands the importance of taking risks and going all out for success. People in your area are familiar with the dangers of drug use like freebasing, and it has become a part of their reality. Despite the risks, people strive for better lives, hustling to achieve their goals. [/INST]

Lyrics: See, where we're from, it's all or nothing
And we take penitentiary chances like it's nothing
We came from nothing
Freebase on top of the oven
Get money my type of discussion
Y'all can do this shit for free, a nigga like me gon' be hustlin'
Freebase, freebase, freebase, freebase
Freebase, freebase, freebase, freebase (2 Chainz)
Freebase


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A song expressing the artist's journey from humble beginnings to success, emphasizing the theme of perseverance and triumph over adversity. [/INST]

Lyrics: I came from nothing (Skrrt, skrrt)
I came from nothing (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I came from nothing, I came from nothing (Skrrt, skrrt)
I came from nothing, I came from nothing (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)


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Write a song about the importance of enjoying life and not taking everything too seriously, especially when it comes to money and success, while also emphasizing the support and camaraderie found within a music collective like Young Money. [/INST]

Lyrics: You gotta known how to have fun when you gettin' these checks man
Nah, I’mma put this on your camera
You need… I’m bout to tell you right now
Tell me what I need
Tity Boi, Tity Boi
You need to tell Cris, gon' let you go
Young Mula it out, we have fun over here, we just eating
We having fun, we just doing stuff, we don’t even care about
(Go get my shit)
Young Money, we care