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chris brown & young thug - animal lyrics

[intro: chris brown]
club
poppin’ bottles in the club
f+ckin’ models, doin’ drugs
i can’t do this anymore

[chorus: chris brown]
poppin’ bottles in the club
f+ckin’ models, doin’ drugs (oh+oh+oh+oh)
and i can’t do this anymore (oh+oh+oh+oh)
i feel like an animal (oh+oh+oh+oh)
woah

[verse 1: chris brown]
d+mn, let me take my time
was this really meant for me?
pretendin’ this my last drink
i know you won’t believe
that ain’t for me
turn it for me
throw that ass in a circle
make me feel like you can
tell me what the future has
tried to hold me back
why’d you show me this?
you know i
got problems, when daylight breaks
run from my mistakes
why’d you make me this?
you know i’m gone

[chorus: chris brown & young thug]
poppin’ bottles in the club
f+ckin’ models, doin’ drugs
i can’t do this anymore
poppin’ bottles in the club
f+ckin’ models, doin’ drugs (oh+oh+oh+oh)
and i can’t do this anymore (oh+oh+oh+oh)
i feel like an animal (oh+oh+oh+oh)
woah (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: young thug]
poppin’ these models (poppin’), exotic models (yeah)
poppin’ these pills, poppin’ these bottles (bottles)
look down at your watch (woah)
it’s been a good year, old school monte carlo
f+ck what they thought (skrrt), we goin’ up
keep this sh+t real, i’m somethin’ like a dog, we goin’ up (let’s go)
long life be my content, we goin’ up
take that powder like it’s nonsense, we goin’ up
f+ck on a model until the sun set, whippin’ it up
while they been cherishin’ that, ain’t came back, i’m keepin’ it up

[chorus: chris brown]
poppin’ bottles in the club
f+ckin’ models, doin’ drugs
i can’t do this anymore
poppin’ bottles in the club
f+ckin’ models, doin’ drugs (oh+oh+oh+oh)
and i can’t do this anymore (oh+oh+oh+oh)
i feel like an animal (oh+oh+oh+oh)
woah

[verse 3: chris brown]
i’m livin’ fast (yeah)
i made too much, you said to give it back (oh)
but i gave you the keys for a reason
and i’m lost without you, please don’t leave me
this sh+t means so much to me that i won’t give up
my bag, i’m always in it, tryna run it up
i got enough for us, so we can roll it up
i wanna keep you ’round, don’t wanna f+ck it up
don’t wanna f+ck it up

[chorus: chris brown]
poppin’ bottles in the club
f+ckin’ models, doin’ drugs
i can’t do this anymore
i feel like an animal
f+ckin’ models, doin’ drugs (oh+oh+oh+oh)
and i can’t do this anymore (oh+oh+oh+oh)
i feel like an animal (oh+oh+oh+oh)
woah

- chris brown young thug lyrics

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