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Chris Brown, Young Thug - Animal (Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Vocals
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Brown
Chris Brown
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Songwriter
Juan Guerrieri-Maril
Juan Guerrieri-Maril
Songwriter
Aleicia Nicole Gibson
Aleicia Nicole Gibson
Songwriter
Frederic Brewer
Frederic Brewer
Songwriter
James Robert Douglas
James Robert Douglas
Songwriter
Donny Flores
Donny Flores
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Z3N
Z3N
Producer
A ‘Bainz’ Bains
Mixing Engineer
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Patrizio Pigliapoco
Mixing Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer

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Club, 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 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 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) 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 powder like it's nonsense, we goin' up Fuck on a model until the sunset, whippin' it up While they been cherishin' that, ain't came back, I'm keepin' it up 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 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
Writer(s): Christopher Maurice Brown, James Douglas, Patrizio Pigliapoco, Donny Flores, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Juan Guerrieri Maril, Frederic Alexander Brewer, Aleicia Nicole Gibson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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