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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Coming Down"
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"content": " \nAll alone\nAll alone\nAll alone\nAll alone\n\nI got something to tell you but don't know how I'ma say it\nI guess that I could only say one thing\nGirl, I been bad again, girl, I been bad again\n'Cause with this money comes problems\nAnd with these problems comes solutions\nAnd I use 'em\nWhen I'm faded I forget\nForget what you mean to me\nHope you know what you mean to me\n\nPick up your phone\nThe party's finished and I want you to know\nI'm all alone\nI'm feelin' everything before I got up\n\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ayy)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Oh no)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ayy)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ayy)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ooh)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Oh yeah)\nI always want you when I'm coming down\n\nPoppin' again, I tried to quit again\nI'm always tight with something I begin\nThat's why my niggas got me to the end\nSupply what I take, I take what I spend, baby\nI ain't lying to nobody but me\nAnd you, and me\nBut you especially\n\nPick up your phone (Oh, oh)\nThe party's finished and I want you to know\nI'm all alone\nI'm feelin' everything before I got up\n\nI always want you when I'm coming down (No, oh)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (When I'm coming down)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Right down, right down, right down)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ah)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ah)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Ah-oh)\nI always want you when I'm coming down (Right down)\nI always want you when I'm coming down\n\n私を怒らせないでほしい\nこのような事をされるのは不快だ\n士郎は卑怯です\n私の過去を知って、何度も私の中に入ってくる\n私の答えなど知っているはずなのに\n私がどれほど罪を重ねてきたことを、あなたは知っていないの\nPick up your phone\nI'm all alone\n\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down\nI always want you when I'm coming down"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled D.D."
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"content": " \nOh no\nOh no\nOh no, oh no\n\nYou'll never make me stay, so take your weight off of me\nI know your every move, so won't you please let me be?\nI've been here times before, but I was too blind to see\nThat you seduce every man, this time you won't seduce me\n\nShe's saying, \"That's okay, hey baby, do what you please\nI am the stuff that you want, I am the thing that you need\"\nShe looked me deep in the eyes, she touchin' me so to start\nShe say, \"There's no turnin' back,\" she trapped me in her heart\n\nDirty Diana, no (No)\nDirty Diana, no (No)\nDirty Diana, no\nDirty Diana, let me be\n\nOoh-ooh (Oh no)\n(Oh no)\n(Oh no)\n\nShe likes the boys in the band, she knows when they come to town\nEvery musician's fan after the curtains come down\nShe waits at backstage doors for those who have prestige\nWho promise fortune and fame, a life that's so carefree\n\nShe's saying, \"That's okay, hey baby do what you want\nI'll be your night lovin' thing, I'll be the freak you can taunt\nAnd I don't care what you say, I want to go too far\nI'll be your everything if you make me a star\"\n\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh, oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), mh (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), no (Oh, oh)\nDirty Diana (Oh), let me be (Oh)\n\nOoh-ooh (Oh no)\n(Oh no)\n(Oh no)\n\nShe said, \"I have to go home, 'cause I'm real tired you see\nBut I hate sleepin' alone, why don't you come with me?\"\nI said, \"My baby's at home, she's probably worried tonight\nI didn't call on the phone to say that I'm alright\"\nDiana walked up to me, she said, \"I'm all yours tonight\"\nAt that I ran to the phone sayin', \"Baby I'm alright\"\nI said, \"Unlock the door 'cause I forgot the key\"\nShe said, \"He's not coming back because he's sleeping with me\"\n\nDirty Diana, no (Ooh-ooh)\nDirty Diana, no (Oh-oh)\nDirty Diana, no\nDirty Diana, no (Oh)\nDirty Diana, no (Dirty, dirty Di-)\nDirty Diana, no\nDirty Diana, no (Oh)\nDirty Diana, let me be\n\nOoh-ooh\n(Oh no...)\n(Oh no...)\n(Oh no...)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Echoes of Silence"
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"content": " \nTalk to me, baby\nTell me what you're feeling\nYou say you don't need to go\nDon't you pretend you didn't know\nHow all of this would end up\nGirl, I saw it in your eyes\nAnd, baby, I can read your mind\nAnd expectations were not in sight\nYou knew that talking dirty to me on the phone would get me here\n'Cause we both wanted to do this, but I could tell that you were scared\n'Cause you thought there was more to us, but you knew how this would end\nIt's gonna end how you expected, girl, you're such a masochist\nAnd I ask why?\nAnd you reply\nI like the thrill\nNothing's gonna make me feel this real\nSo, baby, don't go home\nI don't wanna spend tonight alone\nBaby, please\nWould you end your night with me?\nDon't you leave me all behind\nDon't you leave my little life\nDon't you leave my little life\n\nOoh-ooh\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nNo, no, no, no, no\nOoh\nOoh-ooh-ooh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Gone"
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"content": "Ooh, woah\nOoh, woah, oh-ooh-oh\n\nGot you, oh, yeah, yeah\nI got a hold of you, oh yeah, ooh, woah\nYou said you out to see how we roll\nWell, I'll take a seat, ooh, yeah\nOoh, take a seat and watch your ass go\n\nBreak it, drop it, drink it, spill it\nBaby, touch your body, body\nYou gotta taste it, feel it, I've been on it\nBaby, don't you worry, you gotta keep up\n\n'Cause I've been gone, uh\nI've been gone, ayy\nI've been gone, ayy\nI've been gone, ooh\n\nGirl, why don't you fuck what you heard, baby?\n'Cause I been gone\nYou can see for yourself, little lady\nGirl, gotta let 'em get me something\nSomething, something for you\nThere's enough to pass around, oh\nYeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah\n\nOh well, just break it, drop it, drink it, spill it\nBaby, touch your body, body\nYou gotta taste it, feel it, I've been on it Baby, don't you worry, don't you worry, you gotta keep up\n\n'Cause I've been, gone, uh\nI've been gone, ayy, ayy\nI've been gone, ayy, yeah\nI've been gone, oh-oh\nI've been gone\nI've been gone\nI've been gone, ooh\nI've been gone, I've been gone, woah\n\nI've been gone\n\n\nOoh woah, ooh woah\nOoh woah, oh, ooh woah\nHope I make it home\nYou'll be thinking, love\nI got the whole city on my side, tonight, tonight\nWatch us rock it out\nWatch us leave the ground\nAfter the show is done\nYou can take me to yours\nBut my lungs so muddy\nI love the way it tastes\nDrink it 'til I'm ugly, baby\nFuck me while I'm faded\nFeel that through my denims\nBaby girl, I gotcha\nI'm only 21, so I do it when I wanna\nGone from the codeine, 'methazine, lean\nGot me feelin' kinda weak\nAnd it's kinda hard to breathe\nBut you're turning 23, so I'll fuck you if you need\nIn your birthday suit\nI'mma give you what you fiend, oh\nBut I ain't taking off my black boots\nI'm fallin', 'cause I'm numb from the neck down\nI'm sorry, you won't know that I can't feel it\nI could win a fuckin' Oscar by the way I fuckin' beat it\nYeah, you'll never fuckin' know it\nI'll never fuckin' show it\nExcept when I be wheezy from another cup of potion\nDirty Sprite toastin'\nFast life, fuck slow\nLow life for life\nLet the meds flow\n\nOoh woah, let the night flow\nI'm so, I'm so gone, let these meds flow, ooh\nI'm so gone, oh, let these meds flow\nI'm so gone, I'm so gone\nOoh woah, woah, oh, oh, oh\nSaid, I'm gone, gone, gone\nOoh woah, woah, oh, oh, oh\nLa, oh, oh\nLa-la-la, la, la\nLa-la-la, la, la, oh\nLa-la-la, la, oh woah, oh\nLa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la\nI'm so gone\nGone"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Heaven or Las Vegas"
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"content": " \nI'm paying for all my father's sins\nSo I'mma thank him for you\nI'mma thank him for you\nMy serotonin's gone a while ago\nGirl, it's gone cause of you\nIt's been gone cause of you\n\nThey say (They say), they want heaven\nThey say, they want God\nI say, I got heaven\nWell I say, I am God\n\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, woah\nWhoa, whoa, ehh\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, woah\nWhoa, whoa, ehh\n\nI never prayed a moment in my life\nGirl, I'm rewarded with you\nI've been rewarded with you\nSo baby let me kiss your inner thigh\nLet me kiss it for you\nI can kiss it for you\n\nWell they say (They say), they want heaven\nThey say, they want God\nI say, I have heaven\nI say, I am God\n\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, woah\nWhoa, whoa, ehh, yeah\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, woah, yeah\nWhoa, ehh, yeah\nEhh, yeah, ehh, yeah\n\nWhoa, whoa, whoa, yeah\nOh, whoa\nWhoa, yeah\nWhoa, whoa\nWhoa, yeah\nEhh, yeah, ehh, yeah, ehh, yeah\nOoh, ooh\nOoh, ooh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled High for This"
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"content": " \nYou don't know what's in store\nBut you know what you're here for\nClose your eyes, lay yourself beside me (Ooh)\nHold tight for this ride\nWe don't need no protection\nCome alone, we don't need attention\n\nOpen your hand, take a glass\nDon't be scared, I'm right here\nEven though, you don't roll\nTrust me, girl, you wanna be high for this\n\nTake it off, you want it off\n'Cause I know what you're feeling\nIt's okay, girl, I feel it too\nLet it be, baby breathe\nI swear I'm right here\nWe'll be good, I promise, we'll be so good, yeah\n\nOpen your hand, take a glass\nDon't be scared, I'm right here\nEven though, you don't roll\nTrust me, girl, you wanna be high for this\n\nWoah, woah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah, woah, woah\nYou wanna be high for this\n\nFor this\nYou wanna be high for this\nOoh, woah\nYou wanna be high for this, yeah\nYou wanna be high for this"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled House of Balloons _ Glass Table Girls"
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"content": " \n\nWoah, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\nUh\nUh huh\nYeah-eah\n\nBeen on a further level since you came, no more pain\nYou look into my eyes, you can't recognize my face\nYou're in my world now, you can stay, you can stay\nBut you belong to me, ooh, you belong to me\n\nIf it hurts to breathe, open a window (Woo-ooh)\nOh, your mind wants to leave (Yeah), but you can't go, oh\n\nThis is a happy house (A happy house)\nWe're happy here (We're happy here)\nIn a happy house\nOh, this is fun, fun, fun, fun\nFun, fun, fun, fun\nFun, fun, fun, fun\nWoah\nWoah, Woah-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh\n\nMusic got you lo-o-ost\nNights pass so much quicker than the days did\nSame clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift\nThis place will burn you u-u-up\nBaby, it's okay, them my niggas next door\nAnd they working in the trap, so get naughty if you want\nSo blame it on me that you didn't call you home\nOh, just don't blame it on me girl, 'cause you wanted to have fun\n\nIf it hurts (Woo, woo) to breathe, open a window (Yeah, yeah, yeah)\nOh, your mind wants to leave, but you can't go (Ooh)\n\nThis is a happy house\nWe're happy here in a happy house\nOh, this is fun, fun, fun, fun (This is fun)\nFun, fun, fun, fun (This is fun to me)\nFun, fun, fun, fun\nWoah (Woah)\nWoah, Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh\n\n\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 707 out\nBring the 7\n\nTwo puffs for the lady who be down for that\nWhatever, together\nBring your own stash of the greatest, trade it\nRoll a dub, burn a dub, cough a dub, taste it\nThen watch us chase it\nWith a handful of pills, no chasers\nJaw clenching on some super-sized papers\nShe bad and her head bad\nEscaping, her van is a Wonderland\nAnd it's half-past six\nRead skies 'cause time don't exist\nBut when the stars shine back to the crib\nSuperstar lines back at the crib\nAnd we can test out the tables\nWe got some brand new tables\nAll glass and it's four feet wide\nBut it's a must to get us ten feet high\nShe give me sex in a handbag\nI get her wetter than a wet nap\nAnd no closed doors\nSo I listen to her moans echo\n\"I heard he do drugs now\"\nYou heard wrong, I been on it for a minute\nWe just never act a fool, that's just how we fuckin' live it\nAnd when we act a fool, it's probably 'cause we mixed it\nYeah, I'm always on that okey-dokey\nThem white boys know the deal, ain't no fuckin' phony\nBig O know the deal, he the one who showed me\nWatch me ride this fucking beat like he fuckin' told me\n\"Is that your girl, what's her fucking story?\"\n\"She kinda bad but she ride it like a fucking pony\"\nI cut down on her man, be her fuckin' story\nYeah, I'm talking 'bout you, man, get to know me\nAin't no offense, though, I promise you\nIf you a real man, dude, you gon' decide the truth\nBut I'm a nice dude with some nice dreams\nAnd we could turn this to a nightmare: Elm Street\n\nLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la\nI'm so gone, so gone\nBring out the glass tables (Ooh, ooh)\nBring the 707 out\nLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la\nI'm so gone, so gone\nBring out the glass tables (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) (Ooh, ooh)\nThe 707 out\nLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la\nI'm so gone, so gone\nBring out the glass tables (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) (Ooh, ooh)\nPut the 707 out\nLa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la\nI'm so gone, so gone\nBring out the glass tables\nPut the 707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)\n707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)\n707 out (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)\nOh (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)\n(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Initiation"
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"content": " \nOh, yeah, got you drinking out them white cups, sodas\nAll this shit so foreign to you, thick smoke, choking\nBaby, get familiar with the order\nJust crack it, then pour it, then sip slow, then tip low\nMy eyes red but my brim low, that XO\nShe climbing, straight to the top, forgetting why she there in the first place\nNo more crying, heart rate slow, put that rum down, you don't wanna die tonight\nI promise, when you’re finished, we’ll head to where I’m living\nThe party won’t finish, it’s a fucking celebration, oh yeah\nFor my niggas out tonight\nAnd they high off Shakespeare lines\nThere's enough to pass around, you don't gotta wait in line\nAnd the clocks don't work, you don't gotta check the time\nAnd the blinds don't work, you don't gotta check the sky\nWe'll be going all night, 'til light\n\nI got a test for you\nYou say you want my heart\nWell, baby, you can have it all\nThere's just something that I need from you\nIs to meet my boys\n\nAnd you've been going hard, baby\nNow you rolling with some big boys, baby\nGot a lot you wanna show off, baby\nClose that door before you take your fucking clothes off, baby\nDon't mind, all my writings on the wall\nI thought I passed my peak, and I'm experiencing fall\nAnd all I wanna do is leave 'cause I've been zoning for a week\nAnd I ain't left this little room, tryna concentrate to breathe\n'Cause this piff so potent, killing serotonin\nIn that two floor loft in the middle we be choking\nOn that all black voodoo, heavy gum chewing\nGo on if you thirsty, baby, if you thirsty\nGrab a cup of that XO, baby, I been leaning\nBack from the come down, girl, I've been fiending\nFor another round, don't you blame it on me\nWhen you're grinding up your teeth and it's fucking hard to sleep\n\nI got a test for you\nYou said you want my heart\nWell, baby, you can have it all\nThere's just something that I need from you\nIs to meet my boys\nI got a lot of boys\nAnd we can make you right\nAnd if you get too high\n\nBaby, come over here and\nRide it out, ride it out\nWork that back 'til I tire out\nRoll that weed, bring that fire out\nTaste that lean when you kiss my mouth\nBed so wet when I eat you out\nGirl's friends scream that I'm creeping out\nIf they're not down, better keep 'em out\nEx-man hollering, keep him out\nHard to let go, I could teach you how\nTake a puff of this motherfucking reefer now\nBet a shot of this cognac, ease you out\nJust one night, trying to fucking leave you out\nBaby, baby\n\nI got a test for you\nYou said you want my heart\nWell, baby, you can have it all\nThere's just something that I need from you\nIs to meet my boys\nI got a lot of boys\nAnd we can make you right\nAnd if you get too high\nBaby, come over here and ride it out\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\nCome over here and ride it out\nOoh, yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah\nOoh yeah, ooh\n\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO (Oh yeah)\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO (XO)\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO (Yeah)\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat north north, that up top, that OVO and that XO\nThat-"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Life of the Party"
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"content": " \nHello, welcome to the other side\nYou're lost\nBaby, step outside your mind\nYou've been really good\nYou've been really good\nYou've been thinking 'bout being bad ever since I put you on\nShe got money for blow\nJust check her damn nose\nPrescription ain't an issue\nYou can mix it with the \"oh\"\nAnd if you wanna do it, baby\nI'm right here with you\nI'm on cloud nine\nBaby, you're behind\nYou can follow me\nYou can follow me if you want\n\nTo go downtown with the drugs in your body\nTake that step, you're the life of the party\nKnow that step, you're the life of the party\n\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOoh\nOoh\nOoh, yeah\n\nI got two little ladies\nI got one little room\nThere's a room full of liquor\nBaby, what you wanna do?\nThe way you move got me feeling so \"uhh\"\nI been thinking about it, baby\nI been thinking about it lately\nI'm so far gone and you are too\nShow me how you\n\nYou go downtown with the drugs in your body\nTake that step, you're the life of the party\nKnow that step, you're the life of the party\n\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOoh\nOoh\nOoh, yeah\n\nI love how you touch\nHow you feel, how you breathe\nBaby, how you do it so good?\nHow you twist with your hips got the room so small, baby\nAnd, girl, please don't go\nYou're gonna please my boys\nYou been thinking about it, baby\nYeah, you're a star\nOh, you knocked one down\nGirl, you knocked it down\nGirl, there's one, two, three\n\nTo go downtown with the drugs in your body\nTake that step, you're the life of the party\nKnow that step, you're the life of the party\n\nOh\nOh\nOh\nOh\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Loft Music"
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"content": " \nOh, oh-ooh\nOh (Woah), oh (Woah)\nOh, oh\n\nThey say my brain meltin'\nAnd the only thing I'll tell 'em is\nI'm livin' for the present and the future don't exist\nSo, baby, take your clothes off, a chance like this\nYou may never get to show off, show off\nShow off what you talking about\nUnless you like to tease, baby\nWhen in reality you don't know how to please, baby\nBlue-ball queen, take your fuckin' seat, baby\nRide it out, now I know you wanna scream, baby\nBetter than your next man\nAnd if he swingin' I get dumber than the next man\n'Cause I don't play\nUnless it's keys, then I play all day (All day)\nYou like them keys? We gon' play all day (All day)\nWet dream fry your brain all day, all day\nI think you lost your morals, girl (What?)\nBut it's okay 'cause you don't need 'em where we're goin'\nIn that two-floor loft in the middle of the city\nAfter rollin' through the city with me\nI promise you gon' see\nThat I'm only fuckin' 20, girl\nAmnesia, put your mind in a dream world\nWhat you doin' in the bathroom? (Woah)\nI hear noises in the bathroom (Woah)\nBaby, it's okay\nWe can do it in the living room\nTwisting turns in 'em, the only girls that we fuck with\nSeem to have 20 different pills in 'em\nThey tell us that they love us\nEven though they want a next man\nAnd the next man's bitch want the third man\nEddie Murphy shit, yeah, we trade places\nRehearse lines to them and then we fuck faces\nYeah, we know just how to get a buzz\nMix it with the hash, come fuck with us\nI'm raw, mothafucka, I'm raw\nLove so lost, and my niggas, man\nThese bitches can't touch what we got if they wanted\nI'll plug any nigga that'll step, man, I got 'em, yeah, I got 'em 'til the ending of our credits\nLife's such a movie, filmed independent, us against the city\nPlease don't get offended when we don't answer your calls\nAnd if you got a problem, come and find us, we can talk about it\nWhat's good, young ho? You about it?\nGot a loft right now, you excited?\nYou excited?\n\nOoh, ooh\nAh, ah\nOoh-ahh\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nYeah\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nOoh, what you thinkin' about?\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nWhat you thinkin' about?\nWhat you thinkin'?\nI been thinkin' 'bout, ooh\nI know everything, ooh\nI know everything\nI know it all\nI know it all\nAhh, ahh, ahh, ooh\nOoh-ahh, ahh, ahh\nOoh, oh no, no, no\nAhh, ahh-ooh, ooh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Lonely Star"
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"content": " \nIf, all I could say is if\nPromise me you won't regret me like the tattoos on my skin\nI belong to you\nPromise me when they all love you that you'll remember me\nWhen you fuck them, you'll see my face\nMy body is yours\nEvery Thursday\n\nIt seems like pain and regret are your best friends (Ooh, oh yeah)\n'Cause everything you do leads to them, right? Right, right\nYeah, but baby, I could be your best friend, ooh\nAnd baby, I could fuck you right (Ooh, woah)\n\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah)\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah)\nBaby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house\nBaby, you could be a star, oh yeah\nBaby, you could have it all\nBaby, you could have it all\nBaby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house\nBaby, you could be a star\n\nWoah\nBlaming all your sins on your best friends, ohh, oh yeah\nAnd nothing's never ever your own fault\nAnd nothing's your fault baby, no\nWell, baby, you don't need your best friends (Woah)\nYeah, 'cause I got everything you want (Woo, ehh yeah)\n\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh baby)\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah)\nBaby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house\nBaby, you could be a star, baby, you could be a star\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh)\nBaby, you could have it all (Ooh yeah)\nBaby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house\nBaby, you could be a star (Oh yeah)\nIf all I could say is if\nPromise me you won't regret me like the tattoos on my skin\nI belong to you\nPromise me when they all love you that you'll remember me\nWhen you fuck them, you'll see my face\nMy body is yours\nGive them any other day but Thursday\nBelongs to me\nEvery Thursday\nI'll wait for you\nI'll be beautiful for you\nEvery Thursday\nI exist\nOnly on Thursday\n\nOhh, ohh\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday\nBut on Thursday, Thursday\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday\nBut on Thursday, Thursday (Ooh)\nI love the guitars"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Montreal"
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"content": " \nLaisse tomber les filles\nLaisse tomber les filles\nUn jour c'est toi qu'on laissera\nLaisse tomber les filles\nLaisse tomber les filles\nUn jour c'est toi qu'on laissera\nOui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là\nNon, je ne pleurerai pas\nNon, je ne pleurerai pas\nOui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là\nJe ne pleurerai pas\nJe ne pleurerai pas\n\nI guess you had no idea that you could have persuaded me\nGirl, you could have had me doing anything you pleased\nGirl, you should have took your time and thought of what to say to me\n'Cause I'm not as hard as I make it seem to be\n\nAnd it could have went so many ways\nSo many ways it can go\n'Cause ain't nobody feels the way that I feel when I'm alone\nSo if I say that I won't call\nThe lying comes natural to me\nYou probably could have had it all\nYou could have been that lonely star\nIf we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)\nIf we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)\nIf we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)\nIf we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)\n\nHappiness exists when you don't know a thing\nSo I hope you don't think this song is about you\nAnd only I can know how close you came\nBut baby I'm a pro at letting go\nI love it when they come and go\n\nBut it could have went so many ways\nSo many ways it can go\n'Cause ain't nobody feels the way that I feel when I'm alone\nSo if I say that I won't call\nThe lying comes natural to me\nYou probably could have had it all\nYou could have been that lonely star\nIf we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)\nIf we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)\nIf we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)\nIf we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)\nIf we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)\nIf we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)\nIf we just went on (Laisse tomber les filles, laisse tomber les filles)\nIf we just went on (Un jour c'est toi qu'on laissera)\n\nLaisse tomber les filles\nLaisse tomber les filles\nUn jour c'est toi qu'on laissera\nLaisse tomber les filles\nLaisse tomber les filles\nUn jour c'est toi qu'on laissera\nOui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là\nNon, je ne pleurerai pas\nNon, je ne pleurerai pas (Je ne pleurerai pas)\nOui j'ai pleuré mais ce jour-là\nJe ne pleurerai pas\nJe ne pleurerai pas (Je ne pleurerai pas)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Next"
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"content": " \nWoah-oh-woah-oh-woah-oh-woah\n\nShe popped that pussy on a Monday\nShe never falls in love\nBut she heard me in the club, she put in work\nShe wanna give me all her money\nShe used to spend it all alone\n'Cause her man went, did her wrong, so she\nBut baby I'm not tryin' to be the one\nI got my baby waitin' home\nShe been too good to let her go\nAnd I ain't tryna win your heart\nAnd you can't pay to win my love\nSo keep dancin', baby, keep dancin', dancin'\nKeep dancin', dancin', keep dancin'\n\n(I want you)\nI know, yes, I know, yes, I know, yes, I know, yes, I know\n(Baby, I want you)\nI'm too far in this game to let go, so let go, so let go\n(Baby, I want you)\nBaby, who you tryna fool?\nGirl, I might be twenty-one, but I got memories to prove\nThat I've seen your kind before\nAnd I know exactly what you want\n\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next baby\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next, baby\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next, ooh yeah\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next, oh-ooh\n\nOh-oh\nOoh-ooh-ooh-woah\nOoh-ooh-woah\nOoh-ooh-ooh-woah\n\nBaby, who you callin' soft?\nDon't make me smoke up all your kush (No-oh)\nDon't make me pop your cheap-ass pills\nI used to do this for the thrill, ooh yeah\nI know you got a lot to lose\nBut ain't nobody here but me\nSo baby, what you got to prove? Ooh, yeah\nI see the way your body moves\nOn the pole, on the floor, you're alone (I know, I know)\nBut there ain't nothing I can do\nSo keep dancin', baby, keep dancin', dancin'\nKeep dancin', dancin', keep dancin'\n\n(I want you)\nI know, yes, I know, yes, I know, yes, I know, yes, I know\n(Baby, I want you)\nI'm too far in this game to let go, so let go, so let go\n(Baby, I want you)\nBaby, who you tryna fool?\nGirl, I might be twenty-one, but I got memories to prove\nThat I've seen your kind before\nAnd I know exactly what you want\n\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next\n(You just want me 'cause I'm next)\nYou just want me 'cause I'm next, ooh-oh\n\nOoh-ooh, woah\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh, oh\nOoh-ooh\nWoah, oh\nOoh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah\nOoh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Outside"
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"content": " \nI'll let you show me his moves\nLet you do what he taught you\nLet you reminisce how you used to do\nGirl, I’m open to anything that'll get you into that zone\nAnd understand that we’re all alone\nSo you can slowly take off your clothes\nBaby girl, you know what's in store\nAnd baby I will stay up all night\nI've been goin' hard since last night\nAnd I'ma go harder tonight\nWish you could see you through my eyes\nOoh, I'm telling you this ain't the same\nAnd I know he's still in your brain\nI'm 'bout to burn that shit into flames\nOnce I'm in you, baby\n\nForget what you know\nMake yourself at home\n'Cause baby when I'm finished with ya\nYou won't wanna go outside\n\nAnd I'ma work you like a pro, baby\nWhy, and you gon' take it like one\nYeah, you gon' take it like one\nAnd I'ma give it like you asked for it\nWhy, 'cause you been talkin' 'bout it\nI know you talkin' 'bout it\nOoh, baby, when I'm done with you, why\nYou ain't saying nothing\nYeah, you ain't saying nothing\nOoh, baby, when I'm done with you, why\nYou ain't saying nothing\nYeah, you ain't saying nothing\nYou gon' make me show off\nAll the pain that you feel you can tell\nThat we ain't making no love\nBut I'll pretend, oh girl, I'll pretend\nIf you pretend then, girl, I'll pretend\nLet's make it seem like we're all we need in the end\n\nForget what you know\nMake yourself at home\n'Cause baby when I'm finished with ya\nYou won't wanna go outside, yeah\n\nLet's break it down\nGo outside\nBaby, go outside\nLet's break it down\nYeah, go outside\nBaby, go outside\nBaby, go outside"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Rolling Stone"
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"content": " \nOoh\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n\nNow you're thinkin' 'bout it\nGirl you're thinkin' 'bout it\nWhat we got here\nHow we fuckin' got here\nThey recognized\nThey just recognize\nI'm in a life without a home so this recognition's not enough\nI don't care about nobody else\n'Cause I've been on these streets for too long, too long, too long\nBaby, I've been on this too long\n\n'Cause getting faded too long\nGot me on this rolling stone\nSo I take another hit\nKill another serotonin\nWith a hand full of beans\nAnd a chest full of weed\nGot me singing 'bout a bitch\nWhile I'm blowing out my steam\nYeah, I know I got my issues\nWhy you think I fuckin' flow?\nAnd I'ma keep on smoking 'til I can't hit another note\n\nOoh, but until then\nI got you, ooh\nBaby, I got you, ooh\nUntil you're used to my face\nAnd my mystery fades\nI got you, ooh\n\nSo, baby, love me, oh\nBefore they all love me\nUntil you won't love me, oh\nBecause they'll all love me, ooh\nI'll be different, oh\nI think I'll be different, ooh\nI hope I'm not different, oh\nAnd I hope you'll still listen\n\nBut until then\nBaby, I got you, ooh\nI got you, oh, ohh\nGirl, I still got you, oh-ohh\nAnd I got you, ooh, woah"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Birds Pt. 1"
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"content": " \nAye, oh yeah\n\nHope you see\nIt won't mean a thing to me\nI've been doing this too long\nBaby girl, I've felt it all (Ooh)\nSo watch out\nIf you try to play your luck (Ooh)\nAin't nobody gonna care enough\nTo catch you fall\n\nSo don't you fall in love\nDon't make me make you fall in love\nDon't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me\nNobody needs to fall in love\nI swear I'm just a bird\nGirl, I'm just another bird\nDon't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me\nLike me (Like me) (Oh)\n\nOh yeah\nYou tried\nYou tried to warn me\nBut, baby, I'm warning you\nGirl, I'll show you\nThis is no game\nYou'll be falling to a point of no return\nNo return\n\nDon't you fall in love\nDon't make me make you fall in love\nDon't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me\nNobody needs to fall in love\n'Cause I'm just a bird (Ah)\nGirl, I'm just another bird (Woo)\nDon't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me\nNobody needs to fall in love\n\nI know you're rolling hard with it, don't lie\nI know it's got a hold on you\nI know you're rolling with it\nBaby, don't you lie, baby\nI know you're rolling hard with it, don't lie (La, la, la)\nI know it's got a hold of you (La, la, la, la)\nI know you're rolling with it (La, la, la)\nBaby, don't you lie, baby (La, la, la, la, la, la, la)\n\nSo don't you fall in love\nDon't make me make you fall in love\nDon't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me\nLike me\n'Cause, girl, I'm just a bird\nGirl, I'm just another bird\nDon't make me make you fall in love with a nigga like me\nLike me"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Birds Pt. 2"
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"content": " \n\nWoah, with a nigga like me\nWoah, with a nigga like me\n\nShe said \"Please, mercy me, mercy me\nLet me fall outta love, before you fuck her, before you fuck her\"\nShe begged me, she gave me all her pills\nNow my back hurts\nOh, she lost control\n\nNow she pleading, she on the floor, she on the floor\nBaby got her pleading, she on the floor, she on the floor\nShe said it won't be long before she falls out of love\nIt won't be long before she falls out of love\n\nSandpaper kisses, papercut bliss\nDon't know what this is, but it all leads to this\nYou're gonna leave her\nYou have deceived her\nYou're just a bird\nJust a bird\n\nI tried to kiss you\nBut you never let me miss you\nBut you never let me miss you\nI thought I told you\nI'm not him, I'm not him\nLook what you did, nobody forced your hand\nAnd don't you fall for a nigga like me, I begged, I begged\n\nNow you're pleading, she on the floor, she on the floor\nNow you're pleading, she on the floor, she on the floor\nShe said it won't be long before she falls out of love\nIt won't be long, before she falls out of love\n\nSandpaper kisses, papercut bliss (Oh, my love)\nDon't know what this is, but it all leads to this\nYou're gonna leave her (If she only knew)\nYou have deceived her\nYou're just a bird\nJust a bird\n\nJust a bird\n(Just a bird)\nJust a bird\n(Just a bird)\nJust a bird\n(Just a bird)\nJust a bird\n(Just a bird)\nJust a bird\n(Just a bird)\nJust a bird\n\n(Crows cawing)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Fall"
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"content": " \nOh yeah\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nOh yeah\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nOh yeah\nOh yeah, oh yeah\nOoh\n\nYou been pickin' my voice to dance to\nYou say my money no good in here, even though I didn't ask you\nAnd it's the most you've worked\nEven though I probably don't deserve this girl\nBut you been dreamin' for this moment, so you have to\nBaby, it's okay\nI got show money, baby\nI wanna show you how I blow money, baby\nI wanna show you how I throw money, baby\nI'm a kid, so it's hard for me to hold money, baby, ooh-ah\n'Cause I'm a star\nDon't get it twisted, got some trappers in my car\nWhat kind of caps? I got the brownest of them all\nSomebody pop 'em before we pop 'em all\nBefore we pop 'em all\n\nSaying this ain't nothing, but it's all I need\nAnd the peak ain't reached, but the peak is all I feel\nAnd it feels so good (It feels so good)\nIt feels so good (It feels so good)\nIt feels so good (It feels so good)\nIt feels so good, good, good, good\n\nOh yeah, I ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nI ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nAnd I ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nAnd I ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nI've felt the ground before (Oh, oh)\nI've felt the ground before (Oh, oh)\nI've felt the ground before (Oh, oh)\nI've felt the ground before (Oh, oh)\n'Cause I ain't scared of the fall\n\nMama, I understand why you're mad\nAnd it hurts to accept what I am\nAnd how I live\nAnd what I do\nBut I've been good since Thursday\nYes, I've been good since Thursday\nSo you can watch my love vanish in a girl with no talent\nBut to make mula vanish call her friend for my friend\nAnd her friend's name's Lexus\nI let my niggas test it\nHer morals worth a cent and best believe I already spent it\nMy blunt full of B.C, my cup full of Texas\nFlown on that OVO jet, yeah I said it\nI was born to be reckless\nWas forced to make records\nSo you ain't gotta ask, \"Who's next? Who's next?\"\n\nThis ain't nothing (No), but it's all I need (It's all I need)\nAnd the peak ain't reached (Ooh-ah), but the peak is all I feel (Ooh)\nAnd it feels so good (It feels so good)\nIt feels so good (It feels so good)\nIt feels so good (It feels so good)\nIt feels so good, good, good, good\n\nOoh (Oh, oh)\nAnd I ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nAnd I ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nAnd I ain't scared of the fall (Oh, oh)\nOoh, the ground before (Oh, oh)\nI've felt the ground before (Oh, oh)\nI've felt the ground before (Oh, oh)\nThe fall (Oh, oh)\nAnd I ain't scared of the fall\n\nOh yeah\nWoah-ooh-oh\nWoah-oh-oh\nWoa-ooh-ooh\nOoh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, yeah\nWoah, yeah\n\nXO\nXO\nXO\nXO\nXO\nWoa-oh-oh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Knowing"
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"content": " \nOh, oh, oh\nOh, yeah, yeah, ayy\n\nI know what you did\nI know\nSo I'ma let you taste her\nI ain't washing my sins\nI ain't washing my sins\n\nNow we're lying about the nights\nHiding all it behind the smiles\nTake a look at what you did (Ayy)\nYou probably thought that you'd break my heart (Oh-oh-oh-ooh)\nYou probably thought that you'd make me cry\nBut, baby, it's okay\nI swear it's okay\n\n'Cause I know everything (Yeah)\nI know everything (Yeah, yeah)\nI know everything (Everything, ayy, ayy)\nI know everything (Yeah, yeah)\n\nNow these tides don't twist like they did before\nTryin' to keep me up\nAnd you are dry\nBut, baby, it don't hurt\nOh, like you thought it would\nThe more of you the merrier (Oh-oh-oh-ooh)\n\nNow we're lying about the nights\nHiding all it behind the smiles (Ooh)\nTake a look at what you did (Ooh, hey)\nYou probably thought that you'd break my heart (Ooh, ooh)\nYou probably thought that you'd make me cry (Woo)\nBut, baby, it's okay\nIt's okay, ayy\n\nI know everything\nI know everything (Yeah)\nEverything (Yeah)\nI know everything (Everything)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Morning"
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"content": " \nI'm fucking gone right now\nI'm fucking gone right now\n\"Listen, listen\"\n\nFrom the morning to the evening\nComplaints from the tenants\nGot the walls kicking like they six months pregnant\nDrinking Alizé with our cereal for breakfast\nGirls calling cabs at dawn quarter to seven\nSky's getting cold, we're flying from the north\nRockin' with our city like a sold out show\nHouse full of pros that specialize in the ho'in'\nMake that money rain as they taking off they clothes\nOrder plane tickets\nCali is the mission\nVisit every month like I'm split life living\nLet the world listen\nIf a hater's caught slipping\nThen my niggas stay tight\nGot my back like Pippen\nFast life gripping\nYeah, we still tippin'\nCodeine cups paint a picture so vivid\nFakes try to mimic\nGet girls timid\nBut behind closed doors they get poles so rigid\n\nAll that money, the money is the motive\nAll that money, the money is the motive\nAll that money, the money she be folding\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work\n\nPush it to the limit\nPush it through the pain\nI push it for the pleasure like a virgin to the game\nA virgin to that money\nA virgin to the fame\nSo this my only chance\nAnd when I'm over only pray\nThat I flow from the bottom\nCloser to the top\nThe higher that I climb\nThe harder I'ma drop\nThese pussy ass niggas tryna hold on to their credit\nSo I tell them use a debit\nWatch they image start to lessen\nI warn them like discretion\nWhy these niggas testing?\nAlways fucking testing\nWhy these niggas testing?\nShit that I got them on straight bar hopping\nTo the music of the ambiance\nGet shit popping\nZombies of the night (Zombies of the night)\nNiggas ain't talking if they hyping to the crew\nGet it in like pockets\nDowntown loving\nWhen the moon coming\nOnly place to find bassheads and hot women\n\nAll that money, the money is the motive\nAll that money, the money is the motive\nAll that money, the money she be folding\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work\n\nBetter slow down\nShe'll feel it in the morning\nAin't the kind of girl you'll be seeing in the morning\nToo damn raw, ain't no nigga with her rollin'\nAin't no nigga that she holding\nMan, her love is too damn foreign\nLook at all that money\nThe money is the motive (The money is the motive)\nAll that money\nThe money she be folding (The money she be folding)\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\n\nAll that money, the money is the motive\nAll that money, the money is the motive\nAll that money, the money she be folding\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work\nGirl, put in work"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled The Party & The After Party"
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"content": " \n\nI understand, your body wants it\nI know your thoughts, oh you 'bout it, 'bout it\nYou're a big girl, and it's your world\nAnd I'ma let you do it how you wanna\n\nGirl, I'll ride with it, ride with it\nI know you know, I know you wanna ride with it\nDon't be shy with it, I'll supply with it\nI got you, girl, oh, I got it, girl\nWith your Louis V. bag, tats on your arms\nHigh heel shoes make you six feet tall\nEverybody wants you, you can have them all\nBut I got what you need\nGirl, I got your bag, I got it all\nHold your drink, baby, don't you fall\nBe there in a minute, baby, just one call\nYou don't gotta ask me\n\nYou always go to the parties (Oh, oh)\nTo pluck the feathers off all the birds (Oh)\nYou always go to the parties\nOn your knees\nI would not beg you, please\n\nGirl, pick up them shoes, I'll race your ass up all them stairs\nJust grab a room, I swear no one will (Interfere)\nGirl, bring your friends, if you want, we can share\nOr we can keep it simple, baby, we can just\n\nRide with it, ride with it\nI know you know, I know you wanna–*sniff*–with it\nDon't be shy with it, I'll supply with it\nI got you, girl, oh, I got it, girl\nWith your Louis V. bag, tats on ya arms\nHigh heel shoes make you six feet tall\nEverybody wants you, you can have them all\nI got what you need\nGirl, I got your bag, I got it all\nHold your drink, baby, don't you fall\nBe there in a minute, baby, just one call\nYou don't gotta ask me\n\nYou always go to the parties (Oh)\nTo pluck the feathers off all the birds\nYou always go to the parties\nOn your knees\nI would not beg you, please\nI would not, I would not, I would not\nI would not, I will not\nI would not, I will not\n\nRide with it, ride with it\nI know you know\nI know you wanna line with it\nDon't be shy with it\nI'll supply with it\nI got you, girl\nOh, I got it, girl\nDon't you lie with it (Lie)\nLie with it (Lie)\nI know you know\nI know you wanna (Wanna, wanna, wanna)\nOoh (Ooh)\nOoh (Ooh)\nI got you, girl\nOh, I got you, girl\nOoh\nOh, I got it, girl\nOh, I got it, girl\n\nI think I'm fucking gone, rolling on this floor\nMessing up your carpet, I'll get on it after four more\nSessions of this 'Tron on your floor\nShould have fucking pulled, but I fucking rolled\nFeeling like a million bucks before\nI walked through this door\nWhen I walked through your door\nCan't believe I made it\nBut I made it that's for sure\nFor sure\nYour loving\nI need more\nI need yours\nShe ain't looking for that unconditional\nWhat the fuck these bitches on?\nThey want what I'm sitting on\nThey don't want my love\nThey just want my potential\nFuck it, I'll be sipping on this, baby, living off bliss\nGot me drowning in your love\nGot me drowning in the mist\nGimme right attention\nOr I'll start drowning from my wrist\nBaby, if you knew\nThe feeling I would give to\nYou (Ah)\nOh, you (Ahh)\nYou\n(Ah)Oh, you\n'Cause I got it, girl (Ah)\nOh, I got it, girl (Ahh)\nWith me (Ah)\nWith me\nWoah, you\nWoah, you\nWoah, you\nWoah, you\nOh, I got it, girl (Ah)\nOh, I got it, girl (Ahh)\nWith me (Ah)\nWith me (Ahh)\n\nI, I got a brand new girl\nCall her Rudolph\nShe'll probably O.D. before I show her to momma\nAll these girls try to tell me she got no love\nBut all these girls never ever got her blowjob\nRingtone on silent\nAnd if she stops, then I might get violent\nNo call is worth stopping\nSo, momma, please stop calling\nAnd we can play all night\nIt just takes one night\nTo let me fucking prove\nThis feeling I would give to\n\nYou (Ah)\nOh, you (Ahh)\nYou (Ah)\nOh, you (Ahh)\nOh, I got it, girl (Ah)\nWell, I got it, girl\nWith me, with me\nWith you\nWoah, you\nWoah, you\nWoah, you\nOh, I got it, girl (Ah)\nYeah, I got it, girl\nWith me, with me\n\nOh, ooh (Ah-ahh)\nOh, (Ah-ahh) oh-oh-oh-oh (Ah-Ahh)\nOh, I got it, girl"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Thursday"
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"content": " \nI love her, today\n‘Cause it's Wednesday, I won't be late\nOoh, now I need to know\nIf you're feeling when I'm free\n\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday\nSunday, but on Thursday, Thursday\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday\nBut on Thursday, make sure\nYou are thirsty, oh, on Thursday, baby\nGet ready, oh, on Thursday\nWhy you calling? Oh, on Thursday\nJust wait on Thursday, baby\nOnly Thursday\n\nWoah\nGirl I try, girl I try\nI've been here for too long\nBaby, don't cry\nWhy are you calling again? (Oh, again)\nBut it's not Thursday, baby why you calling?\n\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday\nSunday, but on Thursday, Thursday\nNot on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday But on Thursday, make sure\nYou are thirsty, oh, on Thursday, baby\nGet ready, oh, on Thursday\nWhy you holding in, oh, on Thursday\nJust wait on Thursday, baby\nOnly Thursday\n\nThursday (Woah)\nThursday\n(Girl, get beautiful)\nFriday (Woah)\nThursday\n(Girl, get beautiful)\nThursday\n(Baby, I’m rushin' to it 'til then)\nThursday\n(Girl, get ready already)\nThursday (Woah)\nThursday\nThursday (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah)\nThursday (Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah)\nThursday (Ooh yeah)\nThursday (Ooh)\nOhh yeah\nYeah, yeah\nOhh yeah\nYeah, Yeah\nWoahh\nYeah, yeah\nWoahh\nYeah, yeah, mm"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Till Dawn (Here Comes The Sun)"
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"content": " \nI tell myself that I'll take you for the last time\nI'll be over you eventually\nTime after time, you seem to brush me off\nI understand what we have become\nYou wash your neck when you leave, now I know your routine\nI was in love with your mystery\nNow I'll just take what I can get from you\nI'm not embarrassed to be what you want me to be\n\n'Cause unlike you, I got nothing to hide\nI don't pretend to have any shame\nI got a box you can put all your lies in\nUntil the end of days\nYou know that I will be a call away\nThe call you'll make when you're all alone\nAnd I know that I will always be the one\nYou repent when you are done\n\nWell, here comes the sun\nAnd you're in my arms\nAnd my denial keeps me on the edge of the chance\nThat you'll stay through the night\n\nYou just wanna fill the void now\nI can tell that you've been yelling at him all night long\nAnd I can hear it in your voice now\nHe got you smoking extra packs a day\nDon't you worry 'bout me talking\nI know why you've been coming\nI'll be quiet, this ain't nothing to me\nJust wrap your legs around my waist\nI won't stop until you ask me\nDon't you worry 'bout us messing up my sheets\n\n'Cause unlike you, I got nothing to hide\nI don't pretend to have any shame\nI got a box you can put all your lies in\nUntil the end of days, ooh\nYou know that I will be a call away\nThe call you'll make when you're all alone\nAnd I know that I will always be the one\nYou repent when you are done\n\nWell, here comes the sun\nAnd you're in my arms\nAnd my denial keeps me on the edge of the chance\nThat you'll stay through the night\nWell, here comes the sun\nAnd you're in my arms\nAnd my denial keeps me on the edge of the chance\nThat you'll stay through the night (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n\nYou're gonna hate him then you'll want me\nThen you'll miss him (Girl), then you'll hate me\nGirl, I know you so well (Girl, I know you so well)\nGirl, I know your routine (Yes, I know your routine)\nYou're gonna hate him (Hate him), then you'll want me (Want me)\nThen you'll miss him (Baby), then you'll hate me\nGirl, I know you so well (Girl, I know you so well)\nGirl, I know your routine (Ooh, woah)\n\nWell, here comes the sun (Baby)\nAnd you're in my arms (Oh yeah)\nAnd my denial keeps me on the edge of the chance (Oh)\nThat you'll stay through the night (Yeah)\nWell, here comes the sun (Ooh)\nAnd you're in my arms (Oh)\nAnd my denial keeps me on the edge of the chance\nThat you'll stay through the night (Woah)"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Twenty Eight"
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"content": " \nThis house is not a home to you\nBut you decide to go ahead and lay down, lay down\nThere are no words to describe the depth of your indifference\n’Cause I see you’re here to stay\nShould’ve known to pick my fate (Oh no)\n\nI’m so wrong, I’m so wrong\n(To let you in my)\nTo let you in my home\n(Now you know where I sleep)\nNow you know where I sleep\n(Never felt so damn weak)\n\nHey there, lonely girl\nDid you have to tell your friends\nAbout the way I got you screaming my name?\nDid you have to tell the world?\nNow your girls all wanna fuck\nGirl you could’ve been the one\nGotta change my number twice a month\nWhen you could have simply kept it on the down low\n\nI’m so wrong, I’m so wrong\n(To let you in my)\nTo let you in my home\n(Now you know where I sleep)\nNow you know where I sleep\n(Never felt so damn weak)\n\nBaby if I knew you’d be living in my sheets\nI wouldn’t have shown you any love\nI would have left you in the club\nYou said you don’t belong\nYou keep saying there’s no one\nAnd there’s no where to go\nBut who keeps calling on your phone?\nI’m so wrong, I’m so wrong, I’m so wrong\n\nI’m so wrong, I’m so wrong\n(To let you in my)\nTo let you in my home\n(Now you know where I sleep)\nNow you know where I sleep\n(Never felt so damn weak)\nI’m so wrong, I’m so wrong\n(To let you in my)\nTo let you in my home\n(Now you know where I sleep)\nNow you know where I sleep\n(Never felt so damn weak)\n\nGirl, if your man call your phone again\nGirl, if your man call your phone again"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Valerie"
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"content": " \nThere comes a time in a man's life\nWhere he must take responsibility\nFor the choices he has made\nAnd there are certain things that he must do\nThings that he must say\n\nLike I love you\nAnd I need you\nI only want you\nAnd nobody's going to know if it's true\n\nI never thought I'd feel this kind of hesitation (To put)\nMy hand on another girl\nI wish I didn't have to lie\nI wish I could let you know\n\n'Cause I love you\nAnd I need you\nI only want you\nAnd nobody's going to know if it's true\n\nValerie (Oh, Valerie)\nI know you can see through me\n(I know you can see through my lies)\nValerie (Oh, Valerie)\nYou just choose to never know\n(No, you just don’t know what I do, what I do, oh, Valerie)\nValerie (Valerie, oh)\nWhy pretend to trust in me?\n(I don't know why you try to trust in me baby, but I think I know)\nValerie (I know, Valerie)\nYou'd rather this than be alone\n\n'Cause I love you\nAnd I need you\nI only want you\nAnd nobody's going to know if it's true\n'Cause I love you\nAnd I need you\nI only want you\nAnd nobody's going to know if it's true\n\nAnd I love you\n('Cause I love you baby)\nAnd I need you\n(When I need, need)\nI only want you\nAnd nobody gonna know..."
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled What You Need"
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"content": " \nBaby, now hold me close\nBaby, now hold me close\nBaby, now hold me close\nBaby, now hold me close\nBaby, now hold me close\nBaby, now hold me close\n\nI just want to take you there\nHe don't gotta know where\nDoes he touch you here like this, this, this?\nLet me take the friction from your lips (Ooh woah)\n\nAnd I'ma love you, girl, the way you need\nAin't no one gon' stop us, ain't no one gon' stop us\nAnd I'ma give you, girl, what you fiend\nI'm the drug in your veins, just fight through the pain\n\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need, what you-\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need, what you-\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need\n\nI got everything you want with me\nI do everything he does times three\nAnd he don't gotta know\nI got you on the floor\nDoing things you never thought you'd do\nBaby, leave them high-heel shoes\n'Cause I love it when you're looking down at me\nI'm looking up at you\nAnd I don't give a damn, shawty\nWatch me knock your boots off\n\nAnd I'ma love you, girl, the way you need\nAin't no one gon' stop us, ain't no one gon' stop us\nAnd I'ma give you, girl, what you fiend\nI'm the drug in your veins, just fight through the pain\n\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need, what you-\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need, what you-\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nHe's what you want, he's what you want\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need, what you-\nI'm what you need, what you need, what you need, what you-\n\nWoah, woah, woah, woah\nWoah, woah, ahh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled Wicked Games"
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"content": " \nWoah, woah, ehh\n\nI left my girl back home\nI don't love her no more\nAnd she'll never fucking know that\nThese fucking eyes that I'm staring at\nLet me see that ass\nLook at all this cash\nAnd I emptied out my cards too\nNow I'm fucking leaning on that\n\nBring your love, baby, I could bring my shame\nBring the drugs, baby, I could bring my pain\nI got my heart right here\nI got my scars right here\nBring the cups, baby, I could bring the drank\nBring your body, baby, I could bring you fame\nAnd that's my motherfucking words too\nJust let me motherfucking love you\n\nListen, ma, I'll give you all I got\nGet me off of this, I need confidence in myself (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ohh, yeah)\nOhh, listen, ma, I'll give you all of me\nGive me all of it, I need all of it to myself (Woah, woah)\nSo tell me you love me\n(Only for tonight, only for the night)\nEven though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh)\nJust tell me you love me\n(I'll give you what I need, I'll give you all of me)\nEven though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh) (yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)\n\nLet me see you dance\nI love to watch you dance\nTake you down another level\nAnd get you dancing with the Devil\nTake a shot of this\nBut I'm warning you\nI'm on that shit that you can't smell, baby\nSo, put down your perfume\n\nBring your love, baby, I could bring my shame\nBring the drugs, baby, I could bring my pain\nOh, I got my heart right here\nOh, I got my scars right here\nBring the cups, baby, I could bring the drank\nBring your body, baby, I could bring you fame\nAnd that's my motherfucking words too, ayy\nSo let me motherfucking love you\n\nListen, ma, I'll give you all I got\nGet me off of this (off of this), I need confidence (confidence) in myself (Ooh, eh, ehh)\nListen, ma, I'll give you all of me (Ooh)\nGive me all of it, I need all of it to myself (I need all of it)\nSo tell me you love me, yeah\n(Only for tonight, only for the night)\nEven though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh)\nJust tell me you love me\n(I'll give you what I need, I'll give you all of me)\nEven though you don't love me (Ohh, ohh)\nOhh"
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"content": "Write a song in the style of Scribe0ne titled XO _ The Host"
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"content": " \n\nShots of the Henny, bottles of Patrón\nBlunts to your face, you don't wanna sing no more, lost your C notes\nCabbed all day, took the bus back home\nEvictions on your door, blame it on the weed, blame it on the booze\nBlame it on the night-life, light's passin' you, yeah\nJust don't blame it on me, that you wanna come and party\nWith a nigga like me, 'cause I get it\nYou're built like a Goddess\nAnd it seems like you been stressin'\n'Specially when your nose red\nFrom that K, special Diet Coke\nYou need more bread, now you got no rent\nYou blow that money, money\nYou try to window-shop, you blow another hundred\nYou just fuckin' goons in the day\nHipster nights downtown and your daddy don't know you're out\n\nIf they don't let you in\nYou know where to find me\n'Cause if you wanna go again\nYou can always call me\n'Cause all we ever do is love\nOpen up your mind, you can find the love\nGirl, you ain't alone\nWe all been alone\nBaby, just be honest\n\n(XO) Woo, don't you forget\n(XO) Don't you worry 'bout a thing\n(XO) We'll be everything you need, just believe\n(XO) Yeah, (XO) yeah, woah\n\nI love it when your eyes are red, oh, yeah\nAre you on my cloud yet?\n'Cause I got a brand new cam, can we POV, can we POV?\nWhy? I wanna catch you at your best, oh\nWhen your hair's a mess\nYou look so depressed\nAnd you're filled with regret\nAnd you feel like you gotta go home, oh\n'Cause these nights pass, so much quicker than the days did\nSame clothes, you ain't ready for your day shift\nBut you up, you need money for your face lift\nLust over love is your mindset\nWaken up with most of your side wet\nAnother room, you hear your mom cryin'\n'Cause she found your bag stuffed in the laundry\nAnd the Bacardi from the last party\n\nIf they won't let you in\nYou know where to find me, oh\nAnd if you wanna go again\nYou can always call me\n'Cause all we ever do is love\nOpen up your mind, you can find the love\nGirl you ain't alone, we all been alone\nBaby, just be honest\n\n(XO) Oh, don't you forget\n(XO) No, no, don't you worry 'bout a thing\n(XO) We'll be everything you need, just believe, yeah\n(XO) Yeah, (XO) ooh, woah\n\nI need, I need something from you\nOh, there's so much love to pass around\nThere's too much love\nGirl, the night's almost done\nAnd who you came with is already gone\nYou said you want me\nBut I remember who you are\nAnd girl, it wasn't long ago\nDidn't think I'd go this far\n\nWell, I got a test for you\nYou said you want my heart\nWell, baby, you can have it all\nThere's just something that I\nNeed from you is to meet my boys\nI got a lot of boys\nAnd we can make you right\nAnd if you get too high\nBaby, come over here and ride it out\n\nOh, oh, oh yeah\nRide it out\nOh, oh, woah, yeah\nRide it out\nRide it out\nJust ride it"
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