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Anaconda

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690

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Intro: Sir Mix-a-Lot

My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't

My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun

Verse 1: Nicki Minaj

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 keepin' me stylish

Now that's real, real, real

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

Who wanna go first? I had 'em pushin' daffodils

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

I'm on some dumb shit

Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj

By the way, what he say? (Hey, hey)

He can tell I ain't missing no meals (Hey)

Come through and fuck him in my automobile (Hey)

Let him eat it with his grills, he keep tellin' me to chill

He keep tellin' me it's real, that he love my sex appeal (Hey)

He say he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab (Hey)

So I pulled up in the Jag and I hit him with the jab like (Hey)

Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun (Hey, hey)

Chorus: Sir Mix-a-Lot

My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't

My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun

Post-Chorus: Nicki Minaj

Oh my gosh, look at her butt

Oh my gosh, look at her butt (Oh-oh-oh)

Oh my gosh, look at her butt

Look at her butt, look at, look at, look at

Look at her butt

Verse 2: Nicki Minaj

This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles

Dick bigger than a tower, I ain't talkin' 'bout Eiffel's

Real country-ass nigga let me play with his rifle

Pussy put his ass to sleep, now he callin' 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

Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj

By the way, what he say? (Hey, hey)

He can tell I ain't missing no meals (Hey)

Come through and fuck him in my automobile (Hey)

Let him eat it with his grills, he keep tellin' me to chill

He keep tellin' me it's real, that he love my sex appeal (Hey)

He say he don't like 'em boney, he want something he can grab (Hey)

So I pulled up in the Jag, Mayweather with the jab like (Hey)

Dun-d-d-dun-dun-d-d-dun-dun (Hey, hey)

Chorus: Sir Mix-a-Lot

My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't

My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun

Post-Chorus: Nicki Minaj

Oh my gosh, look at her butt

Oh my gosh, look at her butt

Oh-oh-oh, oh my gosh, look at her butt

Look at her butt, look at, look at, look at

Look at her butt

Breakdown: Sir Mix-a-Lot

Little in the middle, but she got much back

Little in the middle, but she got much back

Little in the middle, but she got much back

Oh my God, look at her butt

Chorus: Sir Mix-a-Lot

My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't

My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun

Don't, my anaconda don't

Don't want none unless you got buns, hun

Post-Chorus: Nicki Minaj & Sir Mix-a-Lot

Oh my gosh, look at her butt (Little in the middle, but she got much back)

Oh my gosh, look at her butt (Little in the middle, but she got much back)

Oh-oh-oh, oh my gosh, look at her butt (Little in the middle, but she got much back)

Oh my God (Look at her butt, look at, look at, look at)

Look at her butt

Outro: Nicki Minaj

Yeah, he love this fat ass

Yeah, this one is for my bitches with a fat ass in the fucking club

I said, where my fat ass big bitches in the club?

Fuck those skinny bitches, fuck those skinny bitches in the club

I wanna see all the big fat-ass bitches in the motherfuckin' club

Fuck you if you skinny, bitches, what? Kyuh

Rrr, yeah

I got a big fat ass

Kyuh, come on

Hey

Hey

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