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A man and a woman, metaphorically represented as a bike, a letter, and an animal, are connected through a mansion and a musical note. [/INST]

Lyrics: If she left with me, she the right ho
Man, she ridin' me like a BMX
Man, she said the D is for Dyno
I got two horns like a rhino
It's no way you could buy ho
But I bought a mansion with a slide door
Yes, I opened up the slide door
So you can hear her hit the high note


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Describe the luxurious lifestyle of someone who has achieved success, enjoys foreign experiences, and is confident in their ability to continue earning money and achieving their desires. [/INST]

Lyrics: I like the way you (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
Money keep comin' in, I can't lose
Money keep comin' in, I can't lose
Foreign girls and they 10s, I can't choose
Foreign car got V10, I can't cruise
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I got different color on my diamonds, I can't even see the time
I don't wanna see her face, I'ma go and get behind
Drop the top on the Wraith, I'ma make it lose its mind
I just made 100K, it was quicker than a Vine
I was swingin' from a vine, tryna pull me down but I climb
I'ma get it, keep tryin', there's no reason for the cryin'
We the ones that be slidin', they the ones that be dyin'
Know my boys, they be ridin' and my doors suicide


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A song about living life to the fullest and enjoying every moment, despite the challenges one may face; celebrating success, wealth, and the power to influence others with your music. [/INST]

Lyrics: Live it up, you can just go any day now
Mykko Montana, this beat is from K Camp
Got frost on my diamonds, I'm gettin' the cake now
Now stay on your stomach, lil' bitch, when you lay down
Live it up, 'cause you can go any day now
Mykko Montana, this beat is from K Camp
Frost on my diamonds 'cause I got the cake now
When you on your stomach, lil' bitch, better lay down
I'm so up and I can't turn it down
They counted me out, my whole life turned around
Clean up my diamonds, you know I got rinse it
Know my boys comin', you know they mean business
That advance that you waitin' for, already spent it
When I’m on the beat man, you know I'm gon' kill it
We be throwin' money in a spiral
Every time your girl hear my song, yeah, turn her right into my ho
She shake her ass, do the eye roll
Got a skinny thong like a tightrope
I be blowin' up like some pyro
Coupe 150, call it Kyro


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The protagonist is a wealthy individual who enjoys the finer things in life, such as expensive jewelry, a luxurious car, and the thrill of achieving financial success. They're not afraid to confront challenges head-on, and they have a strong support system of loyal friends. The song is a celebration of their journey and determination to overcome obstacles and adversity. [/INST]

Lyrics: I got different color on my diamonds, I can't even see the time
I don't wanna see her face, I'ma go and get behind
Drop the top on the Wraith, I'ma make it lose its mind
I just made 100K, it was quicker than a Vine
I was swingin' from a vine, tryna pull me down but I climb
I'ma get it, keep tryin', there's no reason for the cryin'
We the ones that be slidin', they the ones that be dyin'
Know my boys, they be riding and my doors suicide


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Think about a catchy, repetitive phrase that could be used to express admiration or appreciation for someone's actions or qualities. [/INST]

Lyrics: I like the way you (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)
You do it (Ayy)


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Write a song about being financially successful and not caring about the people who criticize your lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My money, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I ain't gon' lie
This song right here slick hatin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
So


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My rival took away my love interest, but I managed to reclaim her, so I'm celebrating. We ride in luxury, and I've changed their life. They'll sing about me, realizing they don't have what I have. I'll repeat this boastful proclamation to show my victory. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I took what yours (Yeah)
So I made her mine
Yeah, I took what yours (Yeah)
So I made her mine (Mine)
Jump in the Porsche (Skrrt)
Ride with the 9 (Yeah)
I changed your life
Now you gon' ride (Yeah)
Ooh, sing it (Sing it)
He ain't got no money, yeah (What?)
Ooh, sing it (Yeah)
He ain't got no money, yeah
Ooh, sing it (Sing it)
He ain't got no money, yeah (What?)
Ooh, sing it (Yeah)
He ain't got no money, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Bye-bye, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


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A song about a man flaunting his success, talking to his significant other, and claiming a woman he's taken from another man. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Yeah)
Watch out for my doors (Wait, watch out, woo, woo)
Lambo', that bitch roar (Skrrt, roar)
Tell my girl that the world could be yours (Yeah)
Yeah, number-one rule, don't listen to whores (Shh-shh, listen to me, baby)
Yeah, know you've never lived this life before (Woo, jeez)
Yeah, more money than your last man, of course (Duh, jeez)
Yeah, drivin' in that foreign (Skrrt)
Yeah, where you thought you was goin' in that Ford (Where?)
I took what's yours, yeah (Yeah)
I made her mine (What?)
I made her mine, yeah (Yeah)
I took what's yours (I took her)
I made her mine, yeah (Yeah)
I took what's yours (Yeah)
I made her mine, yeah
I took what's yours


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A confident and boastful rapper is celebrating his recent victory over a rival, who has lost his money and also lost a girl to him. He talks about his lavish lifestyle and the fact that he's in control of the situation, while also repeating phrases to emphasize his dominance. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I took what yours (Yeah)
So I made her mine
Yeah, I took what yours (My money, yeah, yeah)
So I made her mine (Mine)
Jump in the Porsche (Skrrt)
Ride with the 9 (Yeah)
I changed your life
Now you gon' ride (Yeah)
Ooh, sing it (Sing it)
He ain't got no money, yeah (What? My money, yeah)
Ooh, sing it (Yeah)
He ain't got no money, yeah
Ooh, sing it (Sing it)
He ain't got no money, yeah (What? My money, yeah)
Ooh, sing it (Yeah)
He ain't got no money, yeah
Stay on my Ps and my Qs, yeah
Stay on my Qs and my Ps
Stay on my Ps and my Qs, yeah
Stay on my Qs and my Ps


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Write a song about a confident person walking around with a lot of money, attracting attention from people who want to take advantage of their success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Know I walk with the racks on me
Bad bitch want back back and you know she throw that ass on me
I don't want that girl 'cause she want me 'cause the cash on me
Yeah, you know she cappin', homie
Dreadlock, that cap on me


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Write a song where the narrator is challenging their partner's ex to a game of one-upmanship. [/INST]

Lyrics: Boy, you said that you made me (Yeah)
Go ahead, make another one
Do what I want 'cause I'm trustin' none (Huh)
I'ma love her 'til the love is done
Took your girl, she ain't try to run
Hit from the back so her legs get numb (Yeah)
Hit from the back so long (Yeah) that my own legs startin' to get numb


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A song that describes how someone is easily influenced and loses their intelligence after being exposed to a certain environment or activity [/INST]

Lyrics: Suckin' me up, give me brain, now she dumb
Tell her it's repercussions (What?)
Play her just like a drum
Make in a night what you make in a month


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A confident woman's perspective on being admired for her wealth and boldness, while acknowledging that others may be pretending to be interested in her for her money. [/INST]

Lyrics: Know I walk with the racks on me (Yeah)
Bad bitch want back back and you know she throw that ass on me (Yeah, yeah)
I don't want that girl 'cause she want me 'cause the cash on me (Huh?)
Yeah, you know she cappin' homie (What?)
Dreadlock, that cap on me (Yeah)


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Talking about a late-night party and the effects of staying up all night, using the symbolism of a triple cup and comparing one's eyes to a wonton soup. Mentioning the importance of seizing the moment and not holding back. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)
In my triple cup, that's two times two
Man, this shit darker than a wonton soup, ayy
Yeah, my eyes red, but I'm no Damu
If you don't run it up, that's all on you


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A group of friends discussing a new idea or plan, despite feeling tired and having a conversation about a funny Instagram video and someone's fashion choice. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now, I don't think this is the drugs talking, but I really think this shit gon' work
What you think?
Um, I don't know, it might
Man, I'm tired as fuck
But anyways, um, did you see that video on Instagram?
Man, what video?
It had me dying, but yeah
Don't think I didn't see your Chanel shoes
Man, what is you talkin' about?
Hey, hey I think it'll work
Did you fall asleep? Uzi
Of course it's gon' work
And what a lovely morning
Uzi, wake your ass up


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Tell a story about a guy who confidently claims to count his money, has a gun on him, and is after a specific girl who he thinks has bad taste, and mention how he enjoys brunch and fucking around in the morning. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ayy, I told that bitch I count my cake
Bitch, get out my face
.45 on my waist
Boy, get out my way
(DP on the beat)
Goyard on my waist (Waist)
Boy, you ain't got taste
Now I'm gettin' cake (Cake)
Now your bitch gon' let me
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Like, oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like, oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love (Lil Uzi)
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch (Yeah)


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A rebellious individual falls for a wild, free-spirited person and navigates their unconventional relationship while overcoming various challenges in life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Like, oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch
Like, oh goddamn, that's the bitch that I want
Oh goddamn, diamonds all on my fronts
Like 7 AM, I was fucking your love
11 AM, you took that bitch right to brunch, ayy


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A song celebrating the individual's unique qualities and background, encouraging listeners to express themselves and show off their talents. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Sauce it up, ayy, sauce it up, ayy)
(Sauce it up, ayy, goin' numb)
I'm
(Where you from? Ayy, throw it up, ayy)
I'm one of the greatest to ever do it
(Goin' dumb, hey, goin' nuts, hey)
(Sauce it up, hey, sauce it up, hey)
Lil Uzi Vert
(Throw it up, hey, where you from? Hey)
(Throw it up, hey, where you from? Hey)
(Going dumb, hey, going nuts)


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A song about someone expressing their desire for a specific outcome or way of living life. [/INST]

Lyrics: I want it that way
I want it that way
I want it that way
I want it that way


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Imagine a song that talks about not wanting to fail or be at the bottom, but rather wanting to succeed and enjoy life's wins, even if it's just a small one. The song also mentions a specific price on a shirt and what the tag says, perhaps symbolizing a personal accomplishment or goal. [/INST]

Lyrics: But I don't wanna go out bad, wanna go out sad, wanna go out that way (No)
I'm with the winnin' team, they make sure I'm not in last place (Let's go)
If I wake up, don't make no money, that's a sad day (Woah)
Twenty-five hundred on my shirt what the tag say (Let's go)


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I want it that way" is a song about being genuinely attracted to someone and craving to be close to them in a romantic way. [/INST]

Lyrics: I want it that way
I want it that way
I want it that way, woah
I want it that way


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A person expressing their desire for something in a certain way, despite knowing the risks or consequences. [/INST]

Lyrics: And I want it that way
I want it that way
I want it that way, woah
I want it that way


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A young man is longing for a certain situation or relationship, and he repeats the phrase to emphasize his strong desire for it. [/INST]

Lyrics: And I want it that way
I want it that way
I want it that way, woah
I want it that way


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A song about navigating relationships and dealing with dishonesty, while also emphasizing the importance of not taking others' actions personally. [/INST]

Lyrics: Why that boy just wanna play with me? (Why?)
Like I don't, um, keep that K on me (Yeah)
You was a worm, keep that bait on me (Huh)
Killin' my comp', oh-so fatally (What? Zaytoven)
Yeah, woohoo, ballin' like I'm Bo Jack (Damn)
Sometimes I think too much, wish that I'd think less
When you lie to me, that is not English (I don't understand)
I must admit that you was the best (Yeah, Zaytoven)
Fuck the rest (Fuck 'em)
I don't see nobody, yeah, fuck the rest (Fuck 'em)
I can't stop, no, no, I don't fuck with rest (No), yeah
On the real, wish I thought of you less (Yeah, Zaytoven)
On the real, wish I fucked you less (What? Yeah)
Thought you was real 'cause the things you said (Yeah)
Thought you was real 'cause you ain't invade my checks (Yeah)
Thought you was my future but you're my ex


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A song about a person who has multiple side relationships and enjoys spending on luxury brands. [/INST]

Lyrics: Nowadays, got a side chick on side chick (Side, yeah)
They keep hackin' my iPhone (Yeah), 'bout to get a Sidekick
I don't like to stand up, told that girl to ride it (What?)
Murakami, buy it, Goyard, buy it
Phillip Lim, buy it, Rick Owens, buy it (Yeah)
Off-White, buy it (Yeah), even though I don't got to buy it (Yeah)
Vlone tatted on me, if you thought I was lyin' (Vlone thug)
Girl you need a back, back, ooh, you need some Trident (Yeah)


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Create a song that imitates the repetitive style of asking a question, using the name "Uzi" as a placeholder for any artist, and emphasizing the curiosity towards their unique approach. [/INST]

Lyrics: How you do it like that, Uzi? (How?)
How you do it like that, Uzi? (How?)
How you do it like that, Uzi? (What?)
How you do it like that, Uzi? (How?)
How you do it like that, Uzi? (How you do it?)
How you do it like that, Uzi? (Lil Uzi)
How you do it like that, Uzi?
How you do it like that, Uzi?


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Input:
In the dark and mysterious realm of Eternal Atake, where beings from a parallel universe await, a crucial question is posed: "Are you ready? [/INST]

Lyrics: (Welcome to Eternal Atake, the dark world)
(你准备好了吗?)


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The protagonist is a high-end car enthusiast, constantly looking for the best vehicles, and also expressing their love and dedication towards their partner. The song focuses on their extravagant lifestyle, using luxury car brands as a metaphor for their relationship. [/INST]

Lyrics: I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I bought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, that's the Mercedes one (For sure)
I stay with the baddest, I'm countin' the cabbage
While makin' my lady cum (Yeah)
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' 'em (BRABUS)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war (Go get it)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war


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A song about a person trying to maintain their authenticity and living life on their own terms, despite the challenges they face in their environment. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fucked behind the stores
You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores (Sure)
You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores
Yeah, count up a half a mil' up behind the store
Yeah, she gone off that molly like she ain't never take a pill before
You act like you tough like your homie ain't ever get killed before
What the...
Yo, what the fuck was that?


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Create a song that showcases the confidence and bravado of a young, wealthy individual who is not impressed by others' material possessions. [/INST]

Lyrics: Who the fuck are you? Ayy
Who the fuck are you? Ayy
Who the fuck are you?
First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy
Why you walk so cool? Ayy, thousand dollar shoes, ayy
Hunnid on my jewels, ayy, I got all these groupies
First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy
First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy
First I drop my top, ayy, then I swerve my Coupe, ayy
Counting all these bands, ayy, who the fuck are you? Ayy


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Describe a wild night where a character named Cannon loses control, while interacting with a group of people referred to as Treez, and a hotel party with "bad hoes" is mentioned. [/INST]

Lyrics: Cannon, Cannon went crazy
Treez, what up Treez?
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, uh
Hotel party for these bad hoes
For these bad hoes, that trip
Ayy, ayy


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A song about expressing love and appreciation for one's mother, grandmother, and the influences they've had on the artist's life, using slang and references to their neighborhood. [/INST]

Lyrics: Dear mama (Dear mom)
Love you mama (That's on gang)
And grandmama (1600 Block)
Slatt, slatt, slatt
(That-that-that-that-that-that be Maaly Raw)


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A young man expresses his desire to make it big in the world, while also trying to reassure his mother that he's not going down a dangerous path, even as he flaunts his material success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Dear mama
I don’t wanna sign off (No way)
Out here gettin' commas (Count up)
Like my dad, I'm a grinder (Oh yeah, grinder, grinder)
She don’t want me locked up (Locked up)
Mama, I'm gon' wash up (Wash up, yeah)
Whip my wrist, it lock up (Yeah, okay)
All my diamonds rocked up (Oh yeah, okay)
I don't wanna sign off (Woah)


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A young man reminisces about his childhood, reflecting on the life lessons he learned from his mother and his experiences growing up in different neighborhoods. He talks about the people he met and the challenges he faced, eventually becoming Lil Uzi Vert. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now I got the game in a headlock (Headlock, okay)
Never catch me lackin', run a red light (No lackin' shorty, skrrt)
Bitch, we talk in codes, we the real slimes (On foenem)
They tried to break my safe, I had a deadlock (Deadlock, slatt)
Mama used to bag in the day time (Day time, I say, cool)
Mama got that bag by the night time (Night time)
Was on 32nd Street, I was like eight then (I think Cumberland)
Moved to Francisville and met my real friends (Bah)
Mama said, "Stay down there 'fore you get hurt" (1600, hurt, I was)
That was way before I was Lil Uzi Vert (1600, Lil Uzi Vert)
Mama saw me in action, it could've got worse (1600)
I know that my mama, know I'm shootin' first


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Write a song that expresses a young person's determination to succeed and make their family proud, while also reflecting their loyalty to their family and neighborhood. [/INST]

Lyrics: Dear mama (Boo, bah)
I don't wanna sign off (No way)
Out here gettin' commas (Count up)
Like my dad, I'm a grinder (Oh yeah, grinder, grinder)
She don't want me locked up (Locked up)
Mama, I'm gon' wash up (Wash up, yeah)
Whip my wrist, it lock up (Yeah, okay)
All my diamonds rocked up (Oh yeah, okay)
I don't wanna sign off (Woah)
Dear mama (Slatt, 1600 Block)
Love you mama (That's on gang, slatt)
And grandmama (1600 Block)


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Write a song that expresses the feeling of newfound freedom and control over one's life. [/INST]

Lyrics: Um, I'm on some shit like
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
(T-T-T-That be Maaly Raw)
(Cannon)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want (Of course)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want
Now I do what I want


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Write a song about gaining newfound freedom and success, focusing on doing what you want and not letting others hold you back. [/INST]

Lyrics: Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah, I do)
Now I do what I want (Yeah, I do)
Now I do what I want (Yeah, I do)
Now I do what I want (Yeah, I do)
Now I do what I want (Lil Uzi)
Girl, you see me gettin' this money, woah, please don't front (Yeah)
Hunt & Fish Club where I'm eatin', woah, what's for lunch?
And them boys back home be talkin' but I won't get touched (I'm not scared)
Stay to myself how I survive, no one who I trust, yeah
No one who I trust (Yeah)
Who them niggas? No, they not with us (No)
All these girls, yeah, they ride with us (Yeah)
I don't pay 'em no mind because I just want the bucks, yeah (Yeah)


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A singer-songwriter talks about their journey from humble beginnings to success, with a focus on their determination and ambition. [/INST]

Lyrics: Boy, I started on the bottom (Huh?)
Made my way to the top (What?)
Boy, I'm gon' keep winnin' (I am)
You know I cannot stop (I can't)
Remember I had a little (I did)
Turned that shit to a lot (I did)
Always been one hundred (I was)
Put that on my block (Oh yeah)
Used to want that four-door (Huh?)
Now I want that drop (Skrrt-skrrt)
Yeah, now I do what I want (What?)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (Yeah)
Now I do what I want (What?)


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The lyrics talk about a luxurious lifestyle, mentioning fancy meals, designer clothing, and high-end weaponry. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, chopstick came with a large lo mein
Extra clip in it, nigga, I ain't got no aim
Balmain pocket filled with fresh romaine
And I stay with the cash like a XO chain
Fifty-five hundred, nigga, that's your range
When I go to the club, make it storm, hurricane (Yeah)
Nigga pull up, think he G.I. Joe
Man, 7.62, turn him G.I. Jane


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Imagine a confident individual who loves to dance and is not limited by their financial status, proudly wearing high-end fashion while celebrating their unique style and drip. [/INST]

Lyrics: I said it's up, up, up, uppity (Yeah)
Moonwalkin' all on the money (Yeah)
When I moonwalk, my diamonds still sunny (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
When I moonwalk, I don't need no twenties
When it come to the drip, not in front of me (Woah)
Wearin' Balenciaga on my jacket, my shirt
And my pants, and my socks, and my undies (Yeah, yeah, yeah)


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A person is boasting about their confidence, style, and wealth, using moonwalking as a metaphor for their success and lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: I said it's up, up, up, uppity (Yeah)
Moonwalkin' all on the money (Yeah)
When I moonwalk, my diamonds still sunny (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
When I moonwalk, I don't need no twenties
When it come to the drip, not in front of me
Wearin' Balenciaga on my jacket, my shirt
And my pants, and my socks, and my undies (Yeah, yeah, yeah)


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A song that describes the excitement of attending a wild party and living in the moment, while also expressing the desire to live life to the fullest and not worry about the consequences. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah (Oogie Mane, he killed it)
We tear it up, tear it up, tear it up
(I'm workin' on dying)
Yeah


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Imagine a carefree, confident character expressing their desires and experiences in a party or club setting, with a focus on freedom and enjoyment without expectations or regrets. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fuck from the back, hit her once, that's a wrap (Let's go)
No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rack, rack)
No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rack)
Water on my neck, swim through that, that's a lap (Water)
Fuck from the back, hit her once, that's a wrap (Woah)
No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Fact, fact)
No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (A fact)
Water on my neck, swim through that, that's a lap (A fuckin' fact)


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Write a song lyric about someone confidently boasting about their Fendi possessions, asserting their independence from a disrespected ex, and warning a rival about the consequences of their actions. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fendi knapsack, while I'm spittin' Fendi facts (Facts)
I don't want you back, you a thot, you a nat (A fuckin' nat)
Just like his bitch ass, that fuck nigga will get clapped (Will get clapped)
Put a pause on that, you still broke, you ain't back (Yeah)


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Write a rap lyric about not wanting someone back due to their excessive materialism and unsuccessful attempt to take something from you. Mention their appearance, your own style, and the outcome of the situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: I don't want you back, you a thot, you a nat (Nat, nat)
Yes, that's them racks, that's them racks, that's them racks (Racks, racks)
Your jeans, they too fat, man, them shits, they relaxed
I got on Dior, and my skinnies, they all black
If we serve the sack, then we take that shit right back (Back, back)
Tried to hold me tight, but I didn't hug her back (No way)
'Cause she tried to snatch out my pocket with the racks (These racks)


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Create a song with lyrics about casual relationships, making money, and a focus on confidence and power. [/INST]

Lyrics: Fuck from the back, hit her once, that's a wrap (Let's go)
No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rack, rack)
No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rack)
Water on my neck, swim through that, that's a lap (Water)
Fuck from the back, hit her once, that's a wrap (Go)
No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Rack, rack)
No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (That's a fact)
No strings attached, that's a rack, that's a rack (Facts)


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Input:
A rapper, eager to showcase their unique style, is given an "L beat" to work with. They wonder if they can make a catchy song with it, as they know their fans appreciate their signature sound. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Oh my God, what is this? An L beat?)
Free Uzi, yeah
(This an L beat, oh)


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A song about remembering a time when a girl didn't need the narrator, but now that she's back on his team, they're making money together and enjoying life. The lyrics also mention trapping, getting money, and various other experiences they have together. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I remember when that girl didn't need me
I didn’t have no money, and I couldn't find out what's the reason (Why?)
Now that ho back on my team, ’cause my neck wet like a squeegee (Woah)
We served them packs in the net, we get them racks like Serena, uh (Woo)
Yeah, the sun out, so my boys gonna trap today
When you get money every day like Saturday (Woo)
Nigga's lyin', yeah, he stuck with a cappin' face
Niggas rattin', they get hit with the MAC today (Woo)
This my I-don't-even-know-um-what-happened face
Grandma in the kitchen still singin' "Happy Days" (Yeah)
I just popped a G6, I'm in my happy place
She was trippin’, had to ask her, "What Perc’ you take?" (Let's go!)


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Input:
Emphasize the importance of breathing and dancing in a high-energy song. [/INST]

Lyrics: Breathe in (Woo), breathe in (Woo), breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast, slow down
Breathe in (Woo), breathe in (Woo), breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast, slow down


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A catchy song about wealth and success, with a repetitive chorus emphasizing the number four and the artist's personal wealth, along with a focus on getting paid for their talents. [/INST]

Lyrics: Four, four (Ayy), four (Four, four, four, four), four (Ayy, ayy)
Four, four (Ayy), four (Four, four, four, four), four (Ayy, ayy)
Million on me, JAY-Z (JAY-Z, slime)
Count up, fuck nigga, pay me


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Write a song about a confident and successful person who enters a party and makes a strong impression, causing others to react with excitement and awe. [/INST]

Lyrics: Pull up, walk in
Everybody yell like, "Watch out"
Got it too lit like, "Pipe down"
No, I can't wait, need it right now
Get guap, I'm the one who she like now
Count it up from the morning to the night now
That's the reason that a nigga wanna fight now?
'Cause my diamonds shine like a lighthouse?
(That-That-That-That-That-That be Maaly Raw)
Pull up, walk in
Everybody yell like, "Watch out"
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Breathe in (Woo), breathe in (Woo), breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast, slow down
Breathe in (Woo), breathe in (Woo), breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast, slow down


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Think about the repetition of the number four in a song, the mention of a million and a wealthy rapper, and the feeling of power and confidence. [/INST]

Lyrics: Four, four (Ayy), four (Four, four, four, four), four (Ayy, ayy)
Four, four (Ayy), four (Four, four, four, four), four (Ayy, ayy)
Million on me, JAY-Z (JAY-Z, slime)
Count up, fuck nigga, pay me


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I was just thinking about the excitement of going out, meeting people, and enjoying life to the fullest. I was imagining how it feels to be a popular and influential person who can get what they want. I was also thinking about the confidence and swagger that comes with being a rockstar. [/INST]

Lyrics: Woah, fuck your bitch, I'm bored
Rockstar, that's of course
White girl like Lorde
She don't really get too impressed, Honda Accord
'Long as she get her beauty rest, then I'm aboard (Lil Uzi)
Got that girl wet, she need three towels (Ayy)
Call my phone like every day on speed dial
Hundred thousand, new watch, got like three dials
I don't eat out, hit once, leave out (I don't)
Breathe in, breathe in (Woo), breathe in (Woo), breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast, slow down
Back it up, rack it up, told that bitch, "Back it up" (Back it up)
Thirty nails, hammer tucked (Buh)
So there's no way that you jamming us, ooh (No way)
Breathe in (Woo), breathe in (Woo), breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast, slow down
Breathe in (Woo), breathe in (Woo), breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast, slow down


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A rapper celebrating their success by counting the money they've accumulated while addressing competitors with a strong, confident tone. [/INST]

Lyrics: Four, four (Ayy), four (Four, four, four, four), four (Ayy, ayy)
Four, four (Ayy), four (Four, four, four, four), four (Ayy, ayy)
Million on me, JAY-Z (JAY-Z)
Count up, fuck nigga, pay me (Chee)


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Imagine a song that celebrates an artist's confidence, style, and the women they're attracted to while also mentioning their unique pet. [/INST]

Lyrics: Pull up, sauce (Skrrt), got the drip (Skrrt, skrrt)
Foreign broads (What?), like 'em mixed (Mixed, slime)
Bulldog (Dog), with a pit (Pit, slime)
Bulldog (Dog), with a grip (Grip)


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A hip-hop artist is celebrating their success and wealth, boasting about their millions and asserting their worth to critics. They use repetition of the number "four" to emphasize their confidence and financial power, as well as referencing Jay-Z's influence in the genre. [/INST]

Lyrics: Four, four (Ayy), four (Four, four, four, four), four (Ayy, ayy)
Four, four (Ayy), four (Four, four, four, four), four (Ayy, ayy)
Million on me, JAY-Z (JAY-Z, slime)
Count up, fuck nigga, pay me


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Rap about being a successful individual who faces haters and is always surrounded by loyal friends, driving expensive cars and enjoying life by going fast and slow, while partying and encouraging others to dance. [/INST]

Lyrics: All these niggas, yeah, hate me (Why?)
Covered in that water, waist-deep (Water, woah)
Pull up in that Lamb', just me (Woah, skrrt, skrrt)
My niggas pullin' up, eight deep (What's up?)
Breathe in (Woo), breathe in (Woo), breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast, slow down
Breathe in (Woo), breathe in (Woo), breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast, slow down


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Think about a song where the artist is expressing their wealth and the impact it has on others. [/INST]

Lyrics: Four, four (Ayy), four (Four, four, four, four), four (Ayy, ayy)
Four, four (Ayy), four (Four, four, four, four), four (Ayy, ayy)
Million on me, JAY-Z
Count up, fuck nigga, pay me


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Input:
Embrace the rhythm of life, moving through its highs and lows, and find the joy in the rhythm of your own body and the world around you. [/INST]

Lyrics: Breathe in (Woo), breathe in (Woo), breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast, slow down
Breathe in (Woo), breathe in (Woo), breathe out, shake that ass
Speed up, go fast, slow down


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A song about being confident in one's success and the importance of being paid for one's hard work, with an emphasis on the number "four. [/INST]

Lyrics: Four, four (Ayy), four (Four, four, four, four), four (Ayy, ayy)
Four, four (Ayy), four (Four, four, four, four), four (Ayy, ayy)
Million on me, JAY-Z
Count up, fuck nigga, pay me


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A confident and successful individual enters a club, causing a commotion as people shout in excitement. They wear flashy jewelry, have money on their mind, and are ready to take on anything the night brings. They also have an attitude that might lead to conflict, due to the attention their diamonds bring. [/INST]

Lyrics: Pull up, walk in (Skrrt)
Everybody yell like, "Watch out" (Let's go)
Got it too lit like, "Pipe down" (Yeah)
No, I can't wait, need it right now (Huh?)
Get guap, I'm the one who she like now (Huh?)
Count it up from the morning to the night now (Yeah)
That's the reason that a nigga wanna fight now? (What? Huh?)
'Cause my diamonds shine like a lighthouse? (Let's go, huh?)
Pull up, walk in (Ayy, what?)
Everybody yell like, "Watch out" (Yeah, yeah)
Got it too lit like, "Pipe down" (Yeah, huh?)
No, I can't wait, need it right now (Ayy)
Get guap, I'm the one who she like now (Yeah, what?)
Count it up from the morning to the night now (Huh?)
That's the reason that a nigga wanna fight now? (Ayy)
'Cause my diamonds shine like a lighthouse?


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Input:
Write a song with lyrics inspired by the Super Mario video game series and featuring rapper Lil Uzi Vert. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah
Woo, woo (Let's go, Mario)
Woo, woo (Let's go)
Woo, woo, woo (Yeah)
Woo (Lil Uzi Vert), woo, woo, woo, woo, woo (Yeah)


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Write a song lyrics about living a lavish lifestyle, surrounded by friends and wealth, while also addressing the superficial nature of some people and the desire to enjoy life to the fullest. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, I came in with a new 40 Glock
Fuck on your bitch, make that ho wanna Milly Rock
I'm with my boys, and no, we do not Milly Rock
Funny money, no, this is not no silly guap
Got a Richard Mille, this not a silly watch (Woah)
All this money make me wan' hit my Diddy Bop
Tell the teller at the bank, um, just give me lots (Hello?)
At the dealer, I can't pull this shit off the lot
Me and my boys, you know that we sharin' thots
I got niggas that be movin' the tan rock
That's the end of that, no, I cannot talk a lot
Man, these niggas out here, I swear they talk a lot
Drive-by on a rat, you a walkin' cop
Double-park, new Lambo' with no parkin' spot
Comme des Garçons, use my heart a lot (Blah)


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Write a song about someone who is avoiding phone calls and enjoying their time in a styrofoam double cup, while driving around in a small car with limited legroom, impressively pulling up on someone else's partner. [/INST]

Lyrics: No, I will not answer, please do not do call my phone
Mr. Do-Not-Answer-Phone
Please, oh, girl, oh, leave me 'lone
Double cup, it's styrofoam
Pull up, my car, it go, "Vroom"
This a coupe, no, no legroom
Pull up on your bitch like, "Zoom"


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Input:
What did you expect from me when you thought I wasn't going to show up or give you the comfort you needed? [/INST]

Lyrics: What you thought, that I wasn't gon' come through?
What you thought, I wasn't gon' get comfortable?
You know I wouldn't do this if it wasn't you


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A person expressing their self-awareness and confidence in their abilities [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I know what I can and what I can't do


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A rapper boasts about their wealth, fashion, and lifestyle, emphasizing their size, status, and confidence. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know every time that I'ma come through
Yeah, I just turned to the big man
Big shoes, big hands, countin' big bands
Big B on the back of my new pants
She saw the zippers and said, "Those are some sick pants"
Ooh, I cop Balmain by the flurry
I got all this money nowadays, so I can't worry
Breathe in, breathe out, so a bitch can't serve me
Size 29 my jeans, but my clip is a thirty
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No, I will not answer, please do not do call my phone
Mr. Do-Not-Answer-Phone
Please, oh, girl, oh, leave me 'lone
Double cup, it's styrofoam
Pull up, my car, it go, "Vroom"
This a coupe, no, no legroom
Pull up on your bitch like, "Zoom"


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A song addressing the doubt of a loved one who questioned the speaker's intentions, but ultimately proved their loyalty and commitment. [/INST]

Lyrics: What you thought, that I wasn't gon' come through?
What you thought, I wasn't gon' get comfortable?
You know I wouldn't do this if it wasn't you


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A confident and determined individual, refusing to be held back by anyone or anything, rises above their circumstances and goes all out in pursuit of their dreams. [/INST]

Lyrics: Ooh, I'ma get it, run it up, got no choice
I'ma sing until I got no voice
I don't fuck with you boys


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A boastful, confident rapper talks about his luxurious lifestyle and fashion choices, while addressing haters and dismissing phone calls. [/INST]

Lyrics: I know every time that I'ma come through
Yeah, I just turned to the big man
Big shoes, big hands, countin' big bands
Big B on the back of my new pants
She saw the zippers and said, "Those are some sick pants"
Ooh, I cop Balmain by the flurry
I got all this money nowadays, so I can't worry
Breathe in, breathe out, so a bitch can't serve me
Size 29 my jeans, but my clip is a thirty
No, I will not answer, please do not do call my phone
Mr. Do-Not-Answer-Phone
Please, oh, girl, oh, leave me 'lone
Double cup, it's styrofoam
Pull up, my car, it go, "Vroom"
This a coupe, no, no legroom
Pull up on your bitch like, "Zoom"


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A song about a person proving to someone they care deeply for that they will always come through for them, no matter the situation or obstacles. [/INST]

Lyrics: What you thought, that I wasn't gon' come through?
What you thought, I wasn't gon' get comfortable?
You know I wouldn't do this if it wasn't you


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A rapper discusses their fashion choices, influence on other rappers' clothing, and their personal style that inspired others. [/INST]

Lyrics: These rappers can't dress, yeah, they just be hatin'
I never ratted, but got all the statements
Stopped wearing Kapital 'cause it got basic
I still wear Kapital, Uzi, stop fakin'
I used to wear more Number (N)ine than Asians
I mix the Greg Lauren, Purple Label
My closet too cluttered, clothes on my table
We wore that VLONE 'til it turned faded
Yeah, I'm the reason why niggas wear them Goyard bags (Yeah)
It was niggas doing it, but I brought that shit to the hood (I started that shit)
And I made that shit all good (I started that shit)
They stalkin' my swag, stalkin' my swag


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A song about the lengths a person would go to for high-end fashion, where they've sacrificed their soul for the latest trends, mixing luxury brands like Chrome Heart and Carhartt with more affordable options like Junya and Carhartt, and even customizing their car with fashion-inspired accessories. [/INST]

Lyrics: I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (Woah)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion, I can't take no loss
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car (Skrrt)
I sold my soul for Chrome Heart mixed with Carhartt (Yes)
Yes, I'm splashin' in fashion, I can't take no loss (No)
I rock Junya on wannabes, I got no heart
I put Endless to denim on rims on my car


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A rapper boasts about their newfound success and the impact it has on their ex and haters, while also celebrating their flashy lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: Hold up, hold up, hold up (What?)
Let me catch my breath (Yeah)
Let me count these checks (What?)
Flex on my ex (Yeah)
I don't got no respect (I don't, I don't)
Break up in a text (What?)
Pull up in a G (Yeah)
T3, fly off in a jet (Vroom)


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Two friends in a tense conversation, one is trying to convince the other to come out to a social event. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Yo, yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
(Metro)
I love you
I don't want you


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A song about a confident individual who is over their ex, not worrying about the past, and is ready for the next chapter in their life, while also showcasing their newfound financial freedom. [/INST]

Lyrics: I don't know what's next, yeah
I don't want my ex, no
Break up with a text
I'm not tryna flex (What? What?)
Girl, you know the rest (Bye-bye, ho)
Bitch, I write a check
Walkin' with a check (With a check)
Take off in a jet (I don't want my ex)
So I just never stress


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Input:
A song about a young, successful individual who is living life to the fullest and enjoying the company of beautiful women, while also maintaining financial stability and ensuring the well-being of his friends and family. [/INST]

Lyrics: Leonardo DiCaprio (Yeah, swag)
Watch out, boys, I might bag your ho (Yeah)
Love so strong, that shit had me gone (Gone)
Didn't care too, I was all alone ('Lone, VLONE)
Swag on them by mistake
I cannot believe that I made this shit from a mixtape (Tape, yeah)
Bitch, you know I'm flooded, then you know my momma wrist straight (Yeah)
Grandma don't like diamonds, she say "Make sure that my rent's paid," yeah
And I make sure that your rent's paid
Make you live your own life when you hung out with Lindsay
I don't want you never ever running in a frenzy
But that's just some shit that everybody friends say


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Create a song about not wanting an ex back, not being bothered by a breakup via text, not showing off, and having the confidence to pursue other opportunities, including potentially dating other people's partners. [/INST]

Lyrics: I don't know what's next, yeah (Yeah)
I don't want my ex, no (I don't want her back)
Break up with a text (Break up with a)
I'm not tryna flex (What? What?)
Girl you know the, rest (Bye-bye, ho)
Bitch, I write a check
Walkin' with a check (With a check)
Take off in a jet (I don't want my ex)
So I just never stress
Leonardo DiCaprio
Leonardo DiCaprio
Leonardo DiCaprio
Watch out, boys, I might bag your ho


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Write a song about a person who enjoys a luxurious lifestyle, surrounded by wealth and beautiful women, and who is unbothered by the haters. [/INST]

Lyrics: So much water on my neck might need a boat or somethin' (Hey)
So many different girls I got a load of 'em (Yeah)
Why you always hatin'? Go and get you some
Girl, why you always trippin' when you know it's love?
Walk around, Cuban link, my Patek is flooded (Blaow)
Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (Ooh)
Flooded with them hundreds (Damn)
Flooded with them hundreds
What you thought it was?


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A rapper laments about the betrayal and loss of friends in their past, and expresses their determination to stay loyal and protect themselves in a harsh environment. [/INST]

Lyrics: I've been by myself, so I'm not losing health (No way)
I don't need you niggas, look like you can't tell
Can't do nothing around you, 'cause we know you gon' tell
Niggas I grew up with got a five-star room in Hell
Wait, 'cause they not loyal (Bah)
Can't believe we grew up in the soil (Fuck nigga, fuck nigga, fuck nigga)
Tell my niggas I got them with lawyers (Yeah)
Man, I wish I would knew, I would have warned you (Would've warned you)
Man, I wish I would knew, I would have warned you (Warned you)
They killed Ninety right there on the corner (Damn)
I miss Chico, I swear that's my brother (Damn, I love you)
Looking down on me right with his mother (Chee)


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Imagine a carefree and wealthy individual who enjoys the company of many different women and lives a luxurious lifestyle. They find themselves surrounded by water in various ways, and they're constantly making references to their material wealth. They're also confused by some of the people around them who can't seem to understand or accept their choices. [/INST]

Lyrics: So much water on my neck might need a boat or somethin' (Hey)
So many different girls, I got a load of 'em (Yeah)
Why you always hatin'? Go and get you some
Girl, why you always trippin' when you know it's love?
Walk around, Cuban link, my Patek is flooded (Blaow)
Now my pockets super deep, flooded with them hundreds (Ooh)
Flooded with them hundreds (Damn)
Flooded with them hundreds
What you thought it was?


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A song about the excitement and positive energy of dancing and having a great time at a party. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh
The best feelin' in the world
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh
Yeah, okay, yes
One, two (Alright)
One, two, three, yeah


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A song that describes the challenges of being a part of a rival gang and the need to maintain a low profile while also showcasing the narrator's skills and confidence in handling dangerous situations. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, you is a lie
Uh, you is not cut from this side, uh
You cannot come to this side, yeah
Gangster, but my jeans too tight (Tight, yeah)
I see my opps through the sight (Sight)
Hit that bitch once and then tell her good night (Bye-bye)
All white on my ice, look like rice (Rice)
Stacked up, then get right out the sight (Sight, uh)


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A song about a person's journey and transformation, reflecting on past obstacles, and the price they've paid for their success. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, you is a lie
Uh, you is not cut from this side, uh
You cannot come to this side, yeah
Gangster, but my jeans too tight (Yeah)
I see my opps through the sight (Uh)
Hit that bitch once and then tell her good night (Yeah, yeah)
All white on my ice, look like rice
Stacked up, then get right out the sight (Yeah)
I just went up in my price (Price)
I just went up in my price (Price, uh)
I just went up in my price (Ch-ching)
I just went up in my price (Price)
I just went up in my price
Money, my bank account, this shit precise (Uh, yeah)
I just went up in my price (Ayy)
I just went up in my price (Ayy)


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Rapper boasting about their increasing financial worth and success. [/INST]

Lyrics: I just went up in my price (My price, uh)
I just went up in my price (My price, uh)
I just went up in my price (My price, uh)
I just went up in my price (My price, ayy)
I just went up in my price
Money, my bank account, this shit precise (Uh, ayy)
I just went up in my price (My price, uh)
I just went up in my price (My price, ayy)


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A person confidently declaring they have raised their price and sharing their identity with others. [/INST]

Lyrics: I just went up in my price (Yeah)
I just went up in my price
That's the way that um...
(Tell 'em who you is)
I just went up in my price, in my price
(Yo, it's Wan II)
(Come over here)
(You tell 'em too)
(Yo, it's Wan IV)


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Inspired by a recent shift in their life from being broke at home to experiencing success on the road, a person is excited to share their newfound wealth and connections, including talking to Usher at The Grove and wearing fashionable Balmain sneakers. They also embrace their new nickname, Moe, when in DC and celebrate their fast-paced life by always keeping the pedal to the floor. [/INST]

Lyrics: I was broke
I was just at home
Now I'm on the road
Talking to Usher at The Grove (Yeah)
Rocking Balmains, these ain't Joe
When I'm in DC, they call me Moe
Always got the pedal to the floor
I got everything up in the store


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Write a song about the dangers of drug use and how it impacts one's decisions and relationships, while also mentioning the importance of personal growth and overcoming adversaries. [/INST]

Lyrics: That's just coke up in her nose, that ain't no boogie (Yeah)
Looking at that girl, I really shouldn't (Huh?)
Looking at that girl just like I wouldn't (Like I wouldn't)
Looking at that girl, and then I took it (Yeah)
Grab the wheel, grab the wheel, grab it like I'm Tuddie (Skrr)
Nowadays I'm getting money I don't worry (Yeah)
All my enemies and my opps, they getting buried (Huh?)
All my enemies and my opps, they getting buried (Yeah)


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Write a song about a person who is successful, popular, and not interested in heartbreak or waiting. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, uh
I won't speak, yeah
Red bottoms my feet, yeah
My bitch on fleek, yeah
Lil Uzi a beast, yeah
No more (Oh yeah)
I don't want to play no more (Oh yeah)
I don't want no heartbreak no more
I don't want to wait no more (Ooh, ooh)
Ayy, rocking shows (I was)
I might get a lake house with a boat (I was)
I might rock all white just like the Pope (I am)
I might rock all white just like the stove (I was)


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Write a song about making someone feel special and focusing on improving their life by changing their perspective on love and trust. [/INST]

Lyrics: And I swear it is my time (Whoa, sorry)
Make her roll weed all the time, yeah
And I mix that lean, ayy, and that lemon lime (No)
And I swear I wouldn't sweat you that much if you wasn't fine (Today)
Woo, then I made you mine (Shouldn't)
You always think I'm lying (Wouldn't)
Yeah, I ain't got time for the lying (Took it)
Girl, give me some time, yeah
I can change your life, yeah


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A song about personal growth, success, and overcoming adversaries. [/INST]

Lyrics: I shouldn't
I wouldn't
I took it
Yeah (Yeah)
Grab the wheel, grab the wh—, grab it like I'm Tu—
Nowadays I'm getting money I don't wo—
All my enemies and my opps, they getting buried
All my enemies and my opps, they getting buried, yeah


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Write a song that expresses frustration with someone consistently choosing to rely on their own abilities rather than seeking help or collaboration. [/INST]

Lyrics: GOAT (Yeah)
That's true
Yeah
Uzi? Uzi? Not again
Uzi, wake your ass up


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Write a song lyrics about the speaker's newfound wealth and influence, emphasizing their assertion of authority and wealth. [/INST]

Lyrics: And I ain't gon' lie, I got money and the power
I ain't gon' lie, I got money and the power (Yeah)
I ain't gon' lie, I got money and the power (Woah)
I ain't gon' lie (Chee)
I ain't gon' lie


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The lyrics from a song where the artist is boasting about their money and power, challenging others to reveal what they have. [/INST]

Lyrics: And I ain't gon' lie, I got money and the power (What you got?)
I ain't gon' lie, I got money and the power (What you got?)
I ain't gon' lie, I got money and the power (What you got?)
I ain't gon' lie (Huh, what you got? Huh, what you got?)
I ain't gon' lie (What you got?)


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Imagine writing a song that talks about the challenges and sacrifices of living a life in the spotlight, and how one must often suppress their emotions to maintain their public image. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, the famous life, it'll eat you up alive
It's a game, had to put my feelings to the side
(Put 'em to the side, ayy)
Yeah, the famous life, it'll eat you up alive
It's a game, had to put my feelings to the side


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Write a song that expresses the narrator's feelings about their lifestyle, relationships, and success while confronting their own insecurities and fears. [/INST]

Lyrics: Time's up, I check my watch every hour
All of my diamonds, they blinding
I can't fuck her, she a minor (Ayy)
Time's up, I check my watch every hour
All of my diamonds, they blind us
I can't fuck her, she a minor
Look for your bitch, you can't find her
I was the one right behind her (Yeah, yeah)
Talking that shit, you get tied up
Don't got enough? Get your grind up
The reason I got all these bitches and got all these diamonds
I can't make my mind up (Chee)
Mind up, she gave me head, gave that mind up
And I ain't gon' lie, I got money and the power (What you got?)
I ain't gon' lie, I got money and the power (What you got?)
I ain't gon' lie, I got money and the power (What you got?)
I ain't gon' lie (What you got?)
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A rapper contemplating the concept of death and considering the significance of their legacy through their music. [/INST]

Lyrics: Straight bars
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bah (I'm working on dying)


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You've got a beautiful woman, but she's in denial about her looks; she's very attractive, like a river of diamonds. If you didn't understand the previous line, you're as smart as a child. Pay attention and make better decisions, or you'll continue to work at a low-paying job like Sal's. [/INST]

Lyrics: Got a bitch, yeah, she look so good
But on the real, she in denial
Diamond water, yeah, it look like a river
Look like I'm standing in the Nile
If you really didn't get the last line
Then your level on the brain of a child
Pay attention, better do the right thing
Or your pussy ass still workin' at Sal's


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I have a girl from Philly who I really like, and we have fun together. Sometimes she's a little bit fancy, but we enjoy each other's company. I like to play with her, and we have a special bond. I'm a boss and I don't need a middleman. I also like basketball, and there's a player named Anthony Davis. We're both from the streets, and we know how to get things done. Sometimes we're high, but we're not really into shoes. I'm not on the streets, but I'm close with someone [/INST]

Lyrics: I got one girl from Philly, I think her name Nicki
And I fuck with Nicki 'cause she not too picky
And she not too choosy, but sometimes she bougie
I play with her kitty until it get sticky
I'm movin' the bitch just like an alien
Chop with a fifty, my Uzi Israeli
See, I turned to the boss, can't deal with no middleman
Anthony Davis, don't deal with the Pelicans (What?)
Straight out the mud, we got that work that turn you to the Grudge
Leave you slime like a snail, you get hit with these slugs
I say how I feel and I do what I want
And not just because it is what it was
I'm high like a bird, man, but don't got no Lugz
Know you heard what I said, got this shit out the mud
I'm not in these streets, I'm just close with the plug
I just saw his mother, I gave her a hug


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Inspired by the luxury brand Chrome Hearts, the song is about a confident rapper, Lil Uzi Vert, who celebrates his success and wealth through extravagant spending and flashy fashion choices. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Ooh) Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Drip so hard), it's Lil Uzi Vert
Uh, woah (Made it rain in this bitch), it's Lil Uzi Vert
I got on my Chrome Hearts (Yeah, yeah)
One, two, three, let's go (It's Lil Uzi Vert)


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A person is excited to show off their brand new, luxurious Maybach car, which they have customized with a matte black paint job. However, they suddenly realize that they are trapped in the vehicle and must quickly figure out how to escape. [/INST]

Lyrics: I just bought the Maybach, yeah
And that shit all matte black, yeah (All matte black)
I just bought the Maybach, yeah
And that shit all matte black, yeah
And that shit all matte black, yeah
Wait, what the fu—
Why am I strapped in?
Wait, I just gotta hit this button, I'm—
I'm out


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A song featuring a mix of different music styles and languages, including a Canadian goose as a theme, with various artists collaborating to create catchy, repetitive lyrics. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
I said yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
What I say? (Lil Uzi), um, yeah, yeah, yeah
That-that-that-that-that be Maaly Raw (Yeah, uh, uh)


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A rapper is bragging about their lifestyle, including their financial success, interactions with groupies, preference for specific brands, and how they handle new acquaintances. The rapper is also highlighting their use of slang and drug references. [/INST]

Lyrics: Woke up in the morning, brush my teeth, smack my bitch ass (Damn)
All I do is think about the cash (What?)
Yeah, what? Getting all this cash (Yeah)
Yeah, what? I'm two hundred on the dash (Ooh)
Yeah, Lil Uzi, ooh, I got hella groupies, ooh (What?)
Smokin' Backwoods, I don't fuck with doobies, ooh (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, cuff the double plus 'cause I'm rockin' Ksubis, yeah (Ooh, what?)
I fuck with my same hoes, I don't trust these newbies (Yeah)
990, that's the New B's, yeah (Ooh, facts)
Smoked the boy like he is a loosie, yeah (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
On the Xan', hear a noise, I load it up (I load it up)


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A song about the bling and swag of a person who loves luxury brands, comparing their flashy diamonds to the cold and needing high-end winter clothing. [/INST]

Lyrics: All these diamonds, ain't nobody cold as us (Bling, blaow)
Literally, I'm cold as fuck (Cold as what?)
Ayy, I need Canadian Goose, yeah (Huh?)
I need to get a Moncler, yeah (I do)
Diamonds so cold, need some soup, yeah (What?)


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A playful and repetitive song, showcasing a unique and catchy rhythm, featuring the artist Maaly Raw, with a focus on the use of "Yeah," "Ayy," and other interjections throughout the lyrics. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (That be Maaly Raw)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, who?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, what?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, what?
Uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


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Write a song about a girl who is so attractive and has such a captivating dance move that she can make people follow her. [/INST]

Lyrics: I can make her left-right when she shake her ass cheeks (Woah)
Yeah, she's so nasty (Yeah)
Yeah, she's so nasty (Oh)
Yeah, she's so nasty (Yeah)
Yeah, she's so nasty (Uh)
Yeah, she's so nasty (Yeah)
Yeah, she's so nasty (Yeah)
(Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah


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A song about the wild life of a rapper, with themes of materialism, relationships, and bragging about personal achievements. [/INST]

Lyrics: For real, for real, for real, yeah
Sleep on 'em, that's Tempur-Pedic
Get the green like it's kale, pockets, they fat just like Kenan
Told her I love her, ain't mean it (What?), that's because her head the meanest (What?)
You heard that I am from Mars, I heard that you was from Venus (Okay)
I met that bitch in a meeting (Ooh), I fucked that bitch from the meeting (Ooh)
I been was planning to leave her (Ooh), so I just left it to Jesus
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, Lil Vert, like Gerald (Damn)
Told that girl to cheer up, fucking that girl 'til she tear up
Heard you fucked her, she embarrassed
Heard your whip Gary Barbara (Eww)
Wait, for real? For real? For real?
Diamonds, they wet like a seal, diamonds wet like Navy Seal
Heard you drink lean, crack the seal, everybody know, it ain't real


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A rapper is boasting about their realness, specifically referring to their authentic lifestyle, financial status, and jewelry. They mention Pharrell's unique style as a point of comparison. [/INST]

Lyrics: You know I kept it for real, walk around with it for real
You wanna bet if my money for real, for real? For real
All of my diamonds for real, different color like Pharrell's
Yeah, that's for real, for real, for real
You know I kept it for real, walk around with it for real
You wanna bet if my money for real, for real? For real
All of my diamonds for real, different color like Pharrell's
Yeah, that's for real, for real, for real
My diamonds real
For real, for real, for real


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A song about a rapper showcasing his skills, teasing a unique style, and expressing thoughts on the colorful world he's in. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh-uh-uh-uh (Yeah, hello, be quiet)
Uh-uh-uh-uh (Oogie Mane, he killed it)
Uh-uh-uh-uh (Big bad bitches, big bad, Lil Uzi, I'm working on dying), yeah


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Write a song that highlights the rapper's newfound confidence and wealth, as well as his past habits and present attitude. [/INST]

Lyrics: Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Uh)
I ain't gotta flex no more, gave my watch to my best friend (Woah)
Coppin' shit you can't afford, hundred K right on my necklace (Yeah)
I be calling your bitch when I'm bored, do that in the past tense (Woah)
I be drippin' and swaggin' of course (Woo), ayy


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A song about the contrasting actions of two people with opposing viewpoints. [/INST]

Lyrics: No, he didn't (Uh-uh), yes, I did
No, he didn't (Uh-uh), yes, I did
No, he didn't (Uh-uh), yes, I did


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Reflect on the daily gratitude for life's blessings and personal success while acknowledging others' negative reactions. Emphasize the feeling of being a high roller, someone who is confident and unafraid to show off their achievements and lifestyle. [/INST]

Lyrics: Wake up every day, know that I am blessed, yeah (Yeah)
Countin' up my cake, gettin' all them checks, yeah (What?)
Pull up in a Wraith, I'm just tryna flex, yeah (Skrrt)
Why you wanna hate? (Why?) You do it the best (Yeah)
I'm a high roller (What?), yeah
You know I'm a high roller (Yeah), yeah
You know I'm a high roller (Yeah), yeah
You know I'm a high roller (Huh?), yeah (Yeah)


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A song about embracing a unique and eccentric lifestyle, inspired by fictional characters and pop culture [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, I am not from this Earth like Invader Zim (What)
Yeah, nowadays, I am on, everybody kin (Yeah)
Yeah, walk around with my Barbie like I am Ken (Yeah)
Yeah, every day adventure time, feelin' like I'm Finn (Where's Jake?)
Yeah, I might just put some diamonds all on my wrist (Wow)
Yeah, every bitch in my face, don't give 'em kiss (What?)
Yeah, boy, you hate 'cause you can't live your life like this (Yeah, yeah)


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Write a song about being a successful person who appreciates the blessings in life, enjoys flaunting their wealth, and has a love for high-end fashion. [/INST]

Lyrics: Wake up every day, know that I am blessed, yeah (Yeah)
Countin' up my cake, gettin' all them checks, yeah (What?)
Pull up in a Wraith, I'm just tryna flex, yeah (Skrrt)
Why you wanna hate? (Why?) You do it the best (Yeah)
I'm a high roller (What?), yeah
You know I'm a high roller (Yeah), yeah
You know I'm a high roller (Yeah), yeah
You know I'm a high roller (Huh), yeah (Yeah)
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Yeah, woo, I swear that girl, she a ten (Huh?)
Yeah, keep her around (Ooh), I swear that girl she a gem (Yeah)
Yeah, before I was on, yeah, fucked on the twins (Yeah)
Yeah, before I was on, yeah, fucked on the twins
Yeah, Raf Simons, Rick Owens, little Phillip Lim (Damn)
Yeah, she said she ain't want me so I fucked her friend (Yeah)
Yeah, open up my mouth white diamonds when I grin (Yeah)


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A conversation about expensive luxury items, wearing high-end fashion, and the frustrations of repetitive actions in relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, Goyard bag cost more than your rent (Yeah)
Yeah, Goyard wallet cost more than your Gucci (What?)
Yeah, put my baby girl in Pharrell Moncler, she bougie (Yeah)
Yeah, boy, I'm cool, everybody know you a shoobie (Yeah)
Yeah, nowadays I can't even go to the movies (Yeah)
Yeah, moodswing, moodswing, girl, you gon' lose me (Hi Maaly)
Yeah, moodswing, moodswing, girl, you gon' lose me (Yeah)
Yeah, same thing over and over, girl, you can't fool me (Yeah)
Yeah, same thing over and over, girl, you can't fool me (Yeah)


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Write a song about embracing success, flexing wealth, and staying positive amidst haters. [/INST]

Lyrics: Wake up every day, know that I am blessed, yeah (Yeah)
Countin' up my cake, gettin' all them checks, yeah (What?)
Pull up in a Wraith, I'm just tryna flex, yeah (Skrrt)
Why you wanna hate? (Why?) You do it the best (Yeah)
I'm a high roller (What), yeah
You know I'm a high roller (Yeah), yeah
You know I'm a high roller (Yeah), yeah
You know I'm a high roller (Huh), yeah (Yeah)


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Imagine a song about someone who is very wealthy and flaunting their expensive possessions, such as high-quality bread and diamond-encrusted accessories. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Nard & B, Nard & B)
You see I'm drippin' in baguettes, hey
You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey
You see me drippin' doin' the flex, hey
(T-T-T-T-Trenchwerk)


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A rapper is boasting about their flashy lifestyle and material possessions, emphasizing that their competition should not ignore or forget them. [/INST]

Lyrics: You see me flexin' on your bitch, don't forget about me
You see I'm drippin' on your bitch, you can't forget about me
You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey
You see I'm flexin' on your bitch, hey
You see I'm flexin' VVSs, don't forget about me
You see I'm drippin' VVS, they can't forget about me
You know I'm flexin' on a bitch, hey
You know I'm flexin' on your clique
Say


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Write a song that playfully compares a potential romantic interest to high-end fashion brands, while acknowledging that feelings may have changed. [/INST]

Lyrics: Girl, you're cool but you know, I could find a better you
Feelings ain't changed but you might need somethin' new
Yeah, might need a better dude
Louis Vuitton, the Gabbana, Prada, the better shoes (Better shoes)


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You're a rapper on the way to a concert, feeling confident and excited in your high-performance vehicle. You're about to get out of the car and head into the venue, where you'll perform for your fans and possibly meet Lil Uzi Vert. [/INST]

Lyrics: Put my pedal to the floor (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
Uh, yeah, make it roar (Roar, what?)
Pull up, skrrt, 'Ventador (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Jump out, uh, lift my door (Yeah)
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And that bitch kinda hard to handle (Yeah)
Chop it, flip it, move it out the bando (Chop it, chop it)
Pull up in a Bentley, foreign cars are random (Yeah)
Matter of fact, I probably want the Phantom, yeah


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You see me flaunting my diamonds and lifestyle, don't forget about me [/INST]

Lyrics: You see me flexin' on your bitch, don't forget about me
You see I'm drippin' on your bitch, you can't forget about me
You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey
You see I'm flexin' on your bitch, hey
You see I'm flexin' VVSs, don't forget about me
You see I'm drippin' VVS, they can't forget about me
You know I'm flexin' on a bitch, hey
You know I'm flexin' on your clique
Say


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Imagine someone confidently driving a luxurious, fast car, entering a scene with style, and the car's roaring engine emphasizes their presence. [/INST]

Lyrics: Put my pedal to the floor (Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah)
Uh, yeah, make it roar (Roar, what?)
Pull up, skrrt, 'Ventador (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Jump out, uh, lift my door


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A confident and boastful rapper is detailing their lifestyle, success, and wealth. They emphasize how their presence, flashy jewelry, and overall demeanor make people remember and acknowledge them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Know I'm flexin' on your clique
Blink of a eye, know that I would take your bitch (Take your bitch)
I cannot lie, I cannot live life like this
'Cause if I lie then I know it is not real, yeah
You can't forget (No)
Baby, please, don't forget about me (Ayy)
Yeah, she saw my Rollie won't forget about me (Forget about me)
Addicted to my flexin', now can't live without me (Live without me)
You see me flexin' on your bitch, don't forget about me
You see I'm drippin' on your bitch, you can't forget about me
You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey
You see I'm flexin' on your bitch, hey
You see I'm flexin' VVSs, don't forget about me
You see I'm drippin' VVS, they can't forget about me
You know I'm flexin' on a bitch, hey
You know I'm flexin' on your clique
Say


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Create a song that metaphorically describes someone's extravagant lifestyle and fashion sense. [/INST]

Lyrics: Cannon
You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey
You see I'm drippin' them baguettes, hey
You see I'm drippin' VVS, hey
You see I'm drippin' them baguettes, hey


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A friend keeps reaching out even though they know the other person is not interested, causing frustration and confusion. The lyrics are a mix of apologies and frustration, as the person realizes their words may have caused harm, while also acknowledging they might not always mean what they say to stop the friend from causing a fuss. [/INST]

Lyrics: You keep calling me like I really wanna be messin' with, like— (Sorry if my words messed up your head)
I done told you I was sorry, I don't always mean it, but I said it just to shut you up 'cause you trippin'
Damn (You think that you're better off dead), Lil Uzi Vert, yeah


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The artist regrets the impact of their words on a listener, who feels like their life is in turmoil because of it. They then mention their high status and popularity, leading to a decision to distance themselves from the situation. [/INST]

Lyrics: And I'm sorry for everything I ever said, yeah
I'm sorry if you were misled, yeah
And I'm sorry if my words messed with your head, yeah
You think that you're better off dead, yeah (Woah)
She caught me acting all sad, damn
Everything bad, damn
That's why you can't fuck with fans, damn
This not in the plan, damn
I am so high I can't land now
So I'm basically sent by the man now
I'ma just do what I can now
From my existence, this girl is banned now


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A song about a complicated relationship where the person is banned from calling their ex's phone. [/INST]

Lyrics: She is banned, damn
She is banned, damn
She is banned, damn
Don't call my phone at all
No, for real, for real
Don't call me no more, like for real


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A person is expressing the importance of understanding the message in a song before it begins. They are also talking about their feelings and their decision to stop using certain substances. [/INST]

Lyrics: And I want you to know something very important before I even start this song
Something very important before I even start this song
I can't feel no more (Feel), no
I can't feel no more (Feel)
I told myself that I wasn't gonna pop no pills no more, no
I can't feel no more (Feel)
I can't


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The protagonist is reflecting on their emotional struggles and past experiences, questioning their self-worth and feeling trapped in a cycle of pain and disappointment. They reminisce about the time they told someone they loved them, but now, they need to swerve away from them due to the emotional weight they carry. [/INST]

Lyrics: I can't feel, no
I can't feel, I can't feel (Yeah)
I can't feel, my body's numb
Maybe 'cause I am so hurt (Yeah)
I feel the pain in the rain (Huh?)
Tell me, what's my time and worth? (Worth)
Not my first merry-go-round
Not my first merry-go-round, yeah (Chee)
Living life just with a curse (Huh?), before I go in a hearse (Chee)
Told you that I love you first
Told you that I love you first, ooh
Nowadays I gotta swerve you (Yeah)
I took you out of those fur boots


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A person who is struggling with feeling isolated, but is trying to convince themselves that they are okay and don't need anyone else's help or support. [/INST]

Lyrics: I'm doing fine now (Yeah), I'm doing fine now
No, I do not need nobody now (No)
No, I do not need nobody now (No)
I'm doing fine now (Yeah), I'm doing fine now
No, I do not need nobody now (No)
No, I do not need nobody now (No)
I can't feel


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A song featuring a confident, wealthy individual who flaunts their success and boasts about their skills in various aspects of life, including financial achievements and intimate experiences. The song also suggests that their lifestyle is admired by some, while others view it with disdain or disapproval. [/INST]

Lyrics: Have you ever made a million dollars with your talent? (Have you?)
Have you ever fucked a bitch, ass so fat, lose your balance? (Have you?)
All these bitches washed up, all they pussy got that mileage (Ew)
I been getting money, on the Lambo, put that mileage (Damn)
My jewelry on gleam, yeah
Your bitch on my team, yeah (Ooh)
Put my dick all in her, yeah (Ooh)
Your bitch gonna cream, yeah (Ooh)
Your girl give me head, yeah
Kinda like oil sheen, yeah
This bitch, she is upset
Said my dick game mean, yeah (What?)


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A song about living life to the fullest, enjoying the finer things, and dealing with the pressures of success and fame. [/INST]

Lyrics: Don't try me, yeah
Clip-on limousine, yeah
Drinkin' lean, yeah
Promethazine, yeah
In a dream, yeah
Thinkin' 'bout codeine, yeah (Codeine?)
Chop it like I'm in the matrix
Ayy, Balmain pocket, extra cake in (Yeah)


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A rapper, along with their friend, is talking about their material possessions, their confident attitude, and a recent experience with a woman at a party. [/INST]

Lyrics: Bro got the 9, I got the 4 tucked (4 tucked)
Niggas wanna keep talkin', they gotta show us (Gotta show us)
Pull up in a Rolls same color as pour-up (Woah)
Told her bend right over, do the toe-touch (Lean)


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A person who feels powerful and confident in their luxury sports car, expressing their love for their high-performance vehicle and using it as a symbol of their strength and determination in the face of adversity. [/INST]

Lyrics: Aventador, my doors, I lift 'em like, "Sure 'nough" (Skrrt)
I pull up in a Lam', this not a Lotus (Vroom)
I see my opps again, I gotta load up
I got a demon in my engine, I did a donut (Skrrt)


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A song about a person confidently driving luxury cars, particularly an Aventador and a Lamborghini, while mentioning the challenges they face and a powerful force within them. [/INST]

Lyrics: Aventador, my doors, I lift 'em like, "Sure 'nough" (Skrrt)
I pull up in a Lam', this not a Lotus (Vroom)
I see my opps again, I gotta load up
I got a demon in my engine, I did a donut (Skrrt)


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A high-speed car chase in a luxury sports car, featuring a powerful and fast engine. [/INST]

Lyrics: Aventador, my doors, I lift 'em like, "Sure 'nough" (What?)
I pull up in a Lam', this not a Lotus
I see my opps again, I gotta load up (Fire)
I got a demon in my engine, I did a donut (Skrrt)


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A man tries to impress a woman he finds attractive, but struggles with her financial issues and can't seem to stay loyal to her, instead offering her to his friend and eventually another woman who reminds him of her. [/INST]

Lyrics: Oh no, no, no, not you again
Baby girl, yeah, you a ten
On the real, yeah, you a ten
But you cannot pay your rent (No, no)
Got her rubbin' on my skin
Sing to her like Boyz II Men (Yeah, yeah)
Tired of her, give her to my friend
Then I proceed to her twin


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The feeling of betrayal and frustration when someone's promises and actions don't match, leading to miscommunication and a desire to confront the issue. [/INST]

Lyrics: And you didn't come here for me, let's talk about it
'Cause if you would have came here for me, that would've been planned
You would've put me on
You ain't say, "Oh I'm coming this day, I'm coming that"
You sit here and you tell me one thing and you always do another
'Cause, cause let me know, let me... let me tell you why
'Cause you're not a man of your word
That's - that's the reason why. So let's talk about it
Oh, you come here for nothing
No, you came here for what?
Whatever you came here for
So, whatever
You have no type of communication at all
So get up out my comments


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Create a song that emphasizes the importance of being treated with respect and kindness, while also showcasing the speaker's confidence and resilience in the face of adversity. [/INST]

Lyrics: Talk to me nice (Skrrt)
Talk to me nice (Whatever)
Talk to me nice (Mhm)
Know I'm gon' ball yeah
No way I could fall, yeah (What?)
They predicted next fall yeah (What?)
Look at them, like, "Aw yeah" (No way)
Talk to me (Whoo)
Talk to me nice (Lil Uzi)
Talk to me nice (Uh-huh)
Talk to me nice (Come on)
Or don't talk to me at all, yeah (Nope)
On the way, one call yeah (Yeah)
Count it up and it's all there (Yeah)
Water hittin' look like small tears (Yeah)
Talk to me


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The artist, Lil Uzi Vert, discusses his otherworldly presence and unique vibes, comparing himself to an extraterrestrial being. He shares his experiences of blending into new environments and finding success in various situations. The lyrics reflect his confidence and ambition, especially in terms of selling out his concerts. [/INST]

Lyrics: Lil Uzi Vert, to be exact (Oh)
And I'm not from earth, I'm from outer space (Woah, let's go)
And I'm different (Uh), I'm wavy
I'm somewhere I'm not even 'posed to be ('Posed to be), yeah
I remember she ain't even notice me (Notice me), yeah
Why I'm trippin'? She ain't even old as me (Huh)
Her own man not even cold as me (Let's go)
Every time I have a show, gotta sell it out 'fore I go to sleep (Woah)


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A song about embracing the excitement of trying new things, including new bands and experiences, while also maintaining a sense of loyalty and caution when dealing with others, especially in the realm of relationships. [/INST]

Lyrics: We got some new bands, we got some new bands, yeah, yeah
We got some new bands, we got some new bands, yeah, yeah (Let's go, let's go)
Treatin' these Diors like it's just old Vans, yeah, yeah
I fuck that lil' bitch, told her just bring her friend, yeah, yeah (Woah)
It's not for me, no, it's just for my mans, yeah, yeah
And I'ma just play with her pussy, yeah, as fast as I can, yeah, yeah (As fast as I can)
I'ma just count these racks, yeah, as fast as I can, yeah, yeah (As fast as I can)
I ain't never trust no bitch, I ain't never trust no man, yeah, yeah (Huh?)


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A lyricist is composing a song about the playful teasing of their friends, and decides to include a verse about bad breath as a light-hearted jab. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Ugh) Ha-ha-ha, I'm serious, nigga
One of y'all niggas got some bad motherfuckin' breath
(Oh, man) Ayy, baby, ayy, baby, (shit) ayy, baby
Get some bubblegum in this motherfucker or somethin'
Ayy, nigga, get somethin' to eat, dog
Ayy, nigga, study long, study wrong, nigga


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A rapper celebrates a day with his friend Dr. Dre, enjoying Tanqueray and chronic together while getting ready to party with some women from Compton. The song expresses the rapper's carefree attitude, not being tied down to any one person and leaving when he's ready. [/INST]

Lyrics: Later on that day, my homie Dr. Dre
Came through with a gang of Tanqueray
And a fat ass J of some bubonic chronic
That made me choke; shit, this ain't no joke
I had to back up off of it and sit my cup down
Tanqueray and chronic, yeah, I'm fucked up now
But it ain't no stoppin', I'm still poppin'
Dre got some bitches from the city of Compton
To serve me; not with a cherry on top
'Cause when I bust my nut I'm raising up off the cot
Don't get upset, girl, that's just how it goes
I don't love you, hoes, I'm out the door, and I'll be...


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A carefree individual cruising down the street, enjoying life's pleasures and focusing on their financial goals. [/INST]

Lyrics: Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice, laid back
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice, biatch
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice, biatch
With my mind on my money
And my money on my mind


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Write a song about a cool, confident person who isn't afraid to show off their expensive possessions and attitude, while also referencing popular slang phrases of the time. [/INST]

Lyrics: When the pimp's in the crib, ma
(Drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot, drop it like it's hot)
When the pigs try to get at you
(Park it like it's hot, park it like it's hot, park it like it's hot)
And if a nigga get a attitude
(Pop it like it's hot, pop it like it's hot, pop it like it's hot)
I got the Rollie on my arm and I'm pourin' Chandon
And I roll the best weed, 'cause I got it goin' on


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Write a song about the importance of inclusion and camaraderie among friends, using the phrase "it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none" as the chorus. [/INST]

Lyrics: It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none


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Describe a situation where everyone needs to come together and enjoy themselves, emphasizing the importance of unity and camaraderie. [/INST]

Lyrics: It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none


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Song by Snoop Dogg featuring The Dogg Pound, with a focus on the energy and presence of the group during their performance. [/INST]

Lyrics: Eee-ya-ya-ya-ya-yah The Dogg Pound's in the house (The bomb)
Eee-ya-ya-ya-ya-yah The Dogg Pound's in the house
Snoop Doggy Dogg (The bomb)
Snoop Doggy Dogg (Dog)


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A rapper returns to their roots, reflecting on their humble beginnings in Long Beach before rising to fame with the help of their producer and friends, emphasizing the importance of loyalty and the need to occasionally break from tradition. They claim it's their year to make a statement and reassure that they will not hesitate to confront challenges head-on. [/INST]

Lyrics: From the depths of the sea, back to the block
Snoop Doggy Dogg, funky as the, the, The D.O.C
Went solo on that ass, but it's still the same
Long Beach is the spot where I serve my 'caine
Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me, but don't lose your grip
Nine-trizzay's the yizzear for me to fuck up shit
So I ain't holdin nuttin' back
And motherfucker, I got five on that twenty sack
It's like that and as a matter of fact (Rat-tat-tat-tat)
'Cause I never hesitate to put a nigga on his back
Yeah, so peep out the manuscript
You see that it's a must we drop gangsta shit
What's my motherfuckin' name?


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Imagine a scene where a cool, confident character named Snoop Doggy Dogg is talking about their lifestyle and their interactions with others, while also highlighting their strong bond with their friend, Mr. Dr. Dre. They mention that no one can match their style, and they're not afraid to assert themselves against authority figures, like a certain Mr. One Eight Seven. [/INST]

Lyrics: Snoop Doggy Dogg (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Snoop Doggy Dogg (The bomb)
Da-da-da-da-dah
Do-do-do-do, doo-doo-doo-da-dahhh (Dog)
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It's the bow to the wow, creepin and crawlin
Yiggy yes-y'allin', Snoop Doggy Dogg in
The motherfuckin' house like everyday
Droppin' shit with my nigga Mr. Dr. Dre
Like I said, niggas can't FUCK with this
And niggas can't FUCK with that
Shit that I drop 'cause ya know it don't stop
Mr. One Eight Seven on a motherfuckin' cop
Tic toc never the Glock just some nuts and a cock
Robbin' motherfuckers then I kill dem bloodclots
Then I step through the fog and I creep through the smog
'Cause I'm Snoop Doggy (Who?) Doggy (What?) Doggy Dogg


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A catchy and fun song celebrating the iconic Snoop Dogg, incorporating his famous catchphrase and energetic dog-like vocalizations. [/INST]

Lyrics: Snoop Doggy Dogg
Snoop Doggy Dogg (The bomb)
Bow wow wow yippie-yo-yippie-yay
Bow wow wow yippie-yo (The bomb)
Bow wow wow yippie-yo-yippie-yay
Bow wow wow yippie yo yo yo yo (Dog)


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Create a fun, energetic song featuring a famous rapper and his dog-themed crew, using playful repetition and catchy lyrics. [/INST]

Lyrics: Doggy Dogg, Doggy Dogg, Doggy Dogg
(Bow wow wow yippie-yo-yippie yay
Bow wow wow yippie-yo (The bomb)
Bow wow wow yippie-yo-yippie yay
Bow wow wow yippie yo (The bomb))
What is, his name? (Dog) Snoop Dogg, and the Dogg Pound (Dog) (The bomb)
Oh, Snoopy Dogg, Snoopy Dogg, Snoopy Dogg (The bomb)
Yeah yeah (Dog) I know his name
C'mon Snoopy, c'mon Snoopy (The bomb)
And the Dogg Pound
Snoopy Dogg (The bomb) Snoopy Dogg
Snoopy Dogg (Dog)
(Dog, nasty dog, doggy dog)


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A rapper reflects on the changes in his life, from partying to prison, and expresses loyalty to a fallen friend. [/INST]

Lyrics: No more indo, gin and juice
I'm on my way to Chino, rolling on the grey goose
Shackled from head to toe
Twenty-five with an izz-el, with nowhere to gizzo, I know
Them niggas from the other side recognize my face
'Cause it's the O.G. D-O-double-G, L-B-C
Mad dogging niggas cause I don't care
Red jumpsuit with two braids in my hair
Niggas stare as I enter the center
They send me to a level three yard, that's where I stay
Late night I hear toothbrushes scraping on the floor
Niggas getting they shanks, just in case the war, pops off
'Cause you can't tell what's next
My little homie Baby Boo took a pencil in his neck
And he probably won't make it to see twenty-two
I put that on my Momma, I'ma ride for you Baby Boo


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A person is talking about a high-profile criminal case that they were involved in, using repetition to emphasize the seriousness and significance of the case. [/INST]

Lyrics: Murdahhhhhhhh
Murdah was the case that they gave me
Murdahhhhhhhh
Murdah was the case that they gave me
Murdahhhhhhhh
Murdah was the case that they gave me
Murdahhhhhhhh
Murdah was the case that they gave me


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A collaboration between 83 artists pays tribute to Slick Rick, a hip-hop legend, in a song that encourages those who support them to sing along, while telling haters to literally eat a metaphorical dick. [/INST]

Lyrics: Yeah, gotta say what's up to my nigga Slick Rick
For those who don't like it, eat a dick
But for those who with me, sing that shit
As it go a little something like this


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A group of friends discussing their frustration with their current situation and craving for delicious takeout from Just Eat, while playfully referencing a popular song in a humorous way. [/INST]

Lyrics: (Did somebody say) Sick of this
Get those Just Eat foods online for me
(Just Eat) We gon' do this Doggy style
Did somebody say Just Eat?


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A song about the joy of ordering food and enjoying various dishes. [/INST]

Lyrics: Me, get delivery like a G
See hungry Dogg's gotta eat
I get mine every day, every week
Chicken wings to the crib I'm sittin' in
Burger in the low-low
Hope they kept the pickle in
Wonton on a catamaran
Oodles of noodles, thank you, my man
Tacos to the chateau, please
Did somebody say Just Eat?
Private jet in the night sky
My man hand glide by with my fried rice, right
What could you not love
'Bout a slice on the side of the hot tub? (Ooh)
What you gonna do, boo?
Chocolate fondue right on cue
Even dipping in the sea
I see food, seafood sees me
J-U-S-T  E-A-T
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A rapper is trying to express their wild and crazy personality. [/INST]

Lyrics: Man, don't you know that I'm loco?
Mhm, hm


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Write a song about a confrontation with a rival gang member while hanging out at the beach. [/INST]

Lyrics: I was chillin' (Chillin') right around my way (Way)
21st, east side of the Beach
This motherfucker ran up on me
Talkin' shit with his homies like he was a straight G
Askin' where I'm from while he runnin' up
Gangbang my set on e'ry one of 'em (20's, nigga, 20's)
Some things, sons, they just won't change
Fools don't respect nuttin' but the gangbang (Bang)
What's seen is what's saw, Dogg is the law
I have you niggas runnin' like a marathon
Lil' G's tryna creep on the East with it
Talkin' 'bout they gon' get my chain and they gon' leave with it (Mm)
But they don't know once they get close
It's tic-tac-toe, three motherfuckers laid on the floor (Watch out)
Yeah, this happened yesterday
On the West they spray, I heard a ese say, he said


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A man witnesses a tense encounter between Snoop Dogg and a group of men who are trying to intimidate him. [/INST]

Lyrics: Vato, you won't believe what I saw
I saw this pack of guys and they act real hard (And what they do?)
They twist their fingers, say, "You know who we are"
He said, "I don't give a fuck, I'm Snoop Doggy Dogg" (Uh-huh)
They keep talkin' and it went too far
So Snoopy, he went straight to the trunk of his car (And what he get?)
He got his gun and they start runnin' hard
He started firing and then he just charged
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(Blaow) Run nigga, run nigga
(Blaow) Duck nigga, duck nigga
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run nigga, run nigga
(Blaow) Duck nigga, duck nigga
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run
(Blaow) Run, motherfucker, run