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Personal - Cassius Jay (Ft. Young Thug)
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Personal Cassius Jay (Ft. Young Thug)

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Personal - Cassius Jay (Ft. Young Thug)
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, give me, um, slight pain, ayy (Yeah)
That's what I'm tellin' you (Yeah), that's what I'm tellin' you (Yeah)
Yeah (That boy Cassius)
Uh (Yeah, Wheezy beats, hey)

[Chorus]
I spoil you (Spoil you, spoil you)
I adore you (I adore you, baby)
I give you everything you want (Everything)
That's what I'm tellin' you (That's what I'm tellin' you)
That's what I'm tellin' you (That's what I'm tellin' you)
I'll let you wild out in a foreign car, that's what I'm tellin' you (Wild out)
And I'ma let you be the doll, let you fuck the dog, I'm very loyal, hey (Be the dog)
It's nothin' personal (Hey, hey, personal)
And it's nothin' personal (Hey, personal), hey (Yeah, yeah)
It ain't nothin' personal (Hey, personal)
It ain't personal (Hey, hey, personal)
Don't take it personal (Hey, personally, hey, hey, hey)

[Verse 1]
I got a foreign outside (Ayy), ayy
I text her and she replied, yeah
And she don't ever be tired, yeah (Uh-uh)
She wanna ride that dick the whole time
I know about you, buy the Balmains (Balmains)
I could probably stay her whole life (Whole life)
Get the sentence inside a suit and tie (Woah, woah)
We take a boot until we all tired (Woah, woah), ayy (Woah, woah)
And I'ma sit inside of my bro's cell 'til it's time (Ayy)
And I'm a king, I'ma wait right here for my ride (Ayy)
I like pretty people with some pretty feet and real thighs (Real thighs)
At least it feel like the truth when it's a lie, lie, lie, lie (Woo)
I seen a lot of pretty people and I sure would like-like to meet 'em, meet 'em, hey (Hey)
Spots like a cheetah, cheetah and them birds flyin', nigga, eagle, eagle (Oh yeah)
Catch a nigga slippin' on the front porch and shoot 'em like it's legal, legal, yeah
Jugg off of Houston, bags on the front porch like it's legal, legal, yeah
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