Anaconda
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 pushin' 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 he keep tellin' me to chill
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
He 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
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
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
He 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 aha!
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 muthafuckin' club
Fuck you if you skinny bitches, what? Kyuh
Aha! Kyuh
I got a big fat ass (Ass, ass, ass) Kyuh
Come on!
Hey, hey, hey!
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 pushin' 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 he keep tellin' me to chill
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
He 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
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
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
He 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 aha!
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 muthafuckin' club
Fuck you if you skinny bitches, what? Kyuh
Aha! Kyuh
I got a big fat ass (Ass, ass, ass) Kyuh
Come on!
Hey, hey, hey!
Credits
Writer(s): Onika Tanya Maraj, Ernest Clark, Jamal F. Jones, Marcos Enrique Palacios, Anthony L. Ray, Jonathan Myvett
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- Let Me Calm Down (Extended Version)
- Let Me Calm Down (Extended Version) [feat. J. Cole] - Single
- Big Foot (RAP Version) - Single
- Big Foot - Single
- Big Foot
- Pink Friday 2 (Gag City PLUTO Edition)
- Pink Friday 2 (Gag City Deluxe)
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