Chris Brown ft. Young Thug — Animal

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[Chris Brown:]
Go, poppin’ bottles in the club
Fuckin’ models, doin’ drugs
I can’t do this anymore

Poppin’ bottles in the club
Fuckin’ 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

Damn, 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
Tryna hold me back
Why’d you show me this?
You know I got problems when daylight
Brinks, run from my mistakes
Why’d you make me this?
You know I’m gone

Poppin’ bottles in the club
Fuckin’ models, doin’ drugs
I can’t do this anymore
Poppin’ bottles in the club
Fuckin’ 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 (Oh-oh-oh-oh)

[Young Thug:]
Poppin’ these models (Poppin’), exotic models (Yeah)
Poppin’ these pills (Yeah-yeah-yeah), poppin’ these bottles (Bottles)
Looked down at your watch (Woah), it’s been a good year
Old school Monte Carlo, fuck what they thought (Skrrt), we goin’ up
Keep this shit real, I sound like a dog (Fuck), we goin’ up (Let’s go)
Long life to be my content, we goin’ up
Take that Prada like it’s nonsense, we goin’ up
Fuck on a model until the sunset, whippin’ it up
Rockin’ Givenchy, Chanel, that came in, I’m keepin’ it up

[Chris Brown:]
Poppin’ bottles in the club
Fuckin’ models, doin’ drugs
I can’t do this anymore
Poppin’ bottles in the club
Fuckin’ 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

I’m livin’ fast (Yeah)
I’m 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 shit means so much to me that I won’t give up (Yeah)
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 fuck it up
Don’t wanna fuck it up

Poppin’ bottles in the club
Fuckin’ models, doin’ drugs
I can’t do this anymore
I feel like an animal
Fuckin’ 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