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Anaconda Nicki Minaj

Anaconda

My anaconda don't

My anaconda don't

My anaconda don't want none

Unless you got bunz, hun

Boy toy named Troy, used to live in Detroit

Big dope dealer money, he was gettin' some coins

Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace

Bought me Alexander McQueen

He was keeping me stylish

Now that's real, real, real

Gun in my purse, bitch, I came dressed to kill

Who wanna go first? I had them push daffodils

I'm high as hell, I only took a half a pill

I'm on some dumb shit

By the way, what he say?

He can tell I ain't missing no meals

Come through and fuck him in my automobile

Let him eat it with his grills

And he tellin' me to chill

And he telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal

Say he don't like em boney

He want something he can grab

So I pulled up in the Jag

And I hit him with the jab like

Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun

My anaconda don't

My anaconda don't

My anaconda don't want none

Unless you got bunz, hun

Oh my gosh, look at her butt

Oh my gosh, look at her butt

Oh my gosh, look at her butt

(Look at her butt)

Look at, look at, look at

Look, at her butt

This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles

Dick bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel's

Real country-ass nigga

Let me play with his rifle

Pussy put his ass to sleep

Now he calling me NyQuil

Now that bang, bang, bang

I let him hit it cause he slang cocaine

He toss my salad like his name Romaine

And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain

I'm on some dumb shit

By the way, what he say?

He can tell I ain't missing no meals

Come through and fuck him in my automobile

Let him eat it with his grills

And he telling me to chill

And he telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal