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My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
          My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
          Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
          Big, big, big 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
          One in my purse, 'cause I came dressed to kill
          Who wanna go first? I had 'em pushing daffodils
          I'm fly as hell, I got 'em thirsty, track and field
          I'm on some dumb sh-
          By the way, what he say?
          He can tell I ain't missing no meals
          Come through and check him in my automobile
          Let him - with his grills, he keep tellin' me to chill
          He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
          He say 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 buns, 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-This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
          It's bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel's
          Real country Anaconda, let me play with his rifle
          P-P-Put his butt to sleep, now he calling me NyQuil
          Now that bang, bang, bang
          I let him hit it 'cause he hang, hang, hang
          All in his- like his name Romaine
          And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain
          I'm on some dumb sh-

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This one is for the boys with the booming system
          Top down, AC with the cooler system
          When he come up in the club, he be blazin' up
          Got stacks on deck like he savin' up
          And he ill, he real, he might gotta deal
          He pop bottles and he got the right kind of build
          He cold, he dope, he might sell Coke
          He always in the air, but he never fly coach
          He a motherfuckin' trip, trip, sailor of the ship, ship
          When he make it drip, drip kiss him on the lip, lip
          That's the kind of dude I was lookin' for
          And yes you'll get slapped if you're lookin' hoe
          I said, excuse me you're a hell of a guy
          I mean my, my, my, my you're like pelican fly
          I mean, you're so shy and I'm loving your tie
          You're like slicker than the guy with the thing on his eye, oh
          Yes I did, yes I did, somebody please tell him who the eff I is
          I am Nicki Minaj, I mack them dudes up,
          Back coupes up, and chuck the deuce up
          Boy you got my heartbeat runnin' away
          Beating like a drum and it's coming your way
          Can't you hear that
          Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass?
          He got that super bass
          Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
          Yeah that's that super bass
          Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
          He got that super bass
          Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
          Yeah that's that super bass
          This one is for the boys in the Polo's
          Entrepreneur niggas and the moguls
          He could ball with the crew, he could solo
          But I think I like him better when he dolo
          And I think I like him better with the fitted cap on
          He ain't even gotta try to put the mack on
          He just gotta give me that look, when he give me that look
          Then the panties comin' off, off, uh
          Excuse me, you're a hell of a guy you know
          I really got a thing for American guys
          I mean, sigh, sickenin' eyes
          I can tell that you're in touch with your feminine side
          Yes I did, yes I did,
          Somebody please tell him who the eff I is
          I am Nicki Minaj, I mack them dudes up,
          Back coupes up, and chuck the deuce up