Animal

[Intro: Chris Brown] Club Poppin' bottles in the club Fuckin' models, doin' drugs I can't do this anymore [Chorus: Chris Brown] 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 [Verse 1: Chris Brown] 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 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 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 (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2: Young Thug] Poppin' these models (Poppin'), exotic models (Yeah) Poppin' these pills (Yeah-yeah-yeah), poppin' these bottles (Bottles) Look down at your watch (Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah) It's been a good year, old school Monte Carlo Fuck what they thought (Skrrt), we goin' up (Yeah-yeah-yeah) Keep this shit real, I sound like a dog (Ooh), we goin' up (Let's go) Long life be my content, we goin' up Take that powder like it's nonsense, we goin' up Fuck on a model until the sun set, livin' it up While they been cherishin' that and 'caine, man, I'm keepin' it up [Chorus: 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 [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 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 (Oh-oh-oh) [Chorus: Chris Brown] 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