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Chris Brown Young Thug - Animal
https://youtu.be/RaMA7DpmIiY
TABBED by bizzlex94
[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 poppin' these bottles (Bottles)
Look 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'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
Fuck 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
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
N.C. G
This shit 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 fuck it up
Don't wanna fuck it up
[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
(supprime les barrés)