Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Animal, artist - Takeoff. Date of issue: 07.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Animal |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, what? |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, what? |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| She said I should turn her on like that, like that, like that, like that |
| Ferocious, I’m hungry, I’m an animal, instincts intact |
| She said I should turn her on like that, like that, like that, like that |
| Ferocious, I’m hungry, I’m an animal, instincts intact |
| Pop me a missile (brrt!, ayy) |
| Take me a picture (flash) |
| Get right witcha (I'ma get right witcha) |
| Lit like Christmas (like Christmas) |
| White like tissue (got that white) |
| Drank too official (what? drank) |
| Cut like scissors (huh? cut) |
| Boy got wisdom (yeah, wisdom) |
| Fuckin' on vixens (smash) |
| Whole gang itchin' (itch) |
| Fuckin' with the wrong one, trippin' |
| Thirty round extension for the tension (brrt, aye!) |
| Hundred round drum, listen |
| Fuck around and end up missin' (brrt, aye!) |
| Get 'em knocked off for a ticket |
| Have my young nigga do the sentence |
| Aw man, whip up the white, Wendy |
| Pick up the pipe, and she get no penny (nope) |
| Rockstar livin' life, Lenny |
| I’m a Young Rich Nigga pulling in a Bentley, yeah! |
| You can do better, never settle |
| Keep a Beretta, case of the pressure (brrt) |
| I tell the plug mail 'em |
| Which way? |
| Dat way, tell 'em, ayy! |
| She said I should turn her on like that, like that, like that, like that |
| Ferocious, I’m hungry, I’m an animal, instincts intact |
| She said I should turn her on like that, like that, like that, like that |
| Ferocious, I’m hungry, I’m an animal, instincts intact |
| Ménage à trois, then it’s «au revoir» |
| I’m more polite, it’s like «bonsoir» |
| Beat it up, while I pipe her down |
| Speed it up, this what you wanted now |
| Hit a nigga quick |
| Like a hit stick |
| Lipstick, red |
| Little booty with the nice tits |
| Big dick, give it to her quick |
| While she do the splits |
| Sucking on my pickle |
| Can you call a nigga Pickle Rick? |
| Flow sick, like I got cataracts |
| Pull up in a matte black Cadillac (skrrt!) |
| Hit her from the back, like a snapback |
| I be blowin' up, like it’s Baghdad |
| Bad little bitch, better bag that |
| Hit her from the back, have a heart attack |
| Devonshiire Drip, yeah I started that |
| I be killin' shit, like Tha Carter’s back, yeah! |
| She said I should turn her on like that, like that, like that, like that |
| Ferocious, I’m hungry, I’m an animal, instincts intact |
| She said I should turn her on like that, like that, like that, like that |
| Ferocious, I’m hungry, I’m an animal, instincts intact |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, what? |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, what? |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |