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Anaconda Lyrics - The Pinkprint - Nicki Minaj

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 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 

 

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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 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 

 

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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 

Say he don't like em boney, he want something he can grab 

So I pulled up in the Jag mayweather 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 

 

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 

 

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 

 

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 

 

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 the skinny bitches! 

Fuck the skinny bitches in the club! 

I wanna see all the big fat ass 

Bitches in the muthafuckin' club 

Fuck you if you skinny bitches, what? Kyuh 

 

I got a big fat ass (Ass, ass, ass) 

Come on! Hey! 

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