[Intro]
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
[Verse 1]
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, b****, I came dressed to kill
Who wanna go first? I had them pushing daffodils
I'm high as hell, I only took a half a pill
I'm on some dumb s***, by the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and f*** 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 s** 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
[Pre-Hook]
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
[Hook]
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
(Look at her b***)
Look at, look at, look at
Look, at her b***
[Verse 2]
This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
d*** bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel's
Real country-a** n****, let me play with his rifle
p**** put his a** 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 s***, by the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and f*** 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 s** 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...
[Pre-Hook]
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
[Hook]
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
(Look at her b***)
Look at, look at, look at
Look, at her b***
[Bridge]
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 b***)
[Pre-Hook] (x2)
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
[Hook]
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
(Look at her b***)
Look at, look at, look at
Look, at her b***
[Outro]
Yeah, he love this fat a**, hahahahahahahaha!
Yeah! This one is for my b****** with a fat a** in the f****** club
I said, where my fat a** big b****** in the club?
f*** the skinny b******! f*** the skinny b****** in the club!
I wanna see all the big fat a** b****** in the m****f***in' club
f*** you if you skinny b******, what?! Kyuh
Hahahaha RRRRRR
I got a big fat a** (a**, a**, a**...)
Come on!
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
[Verse 1]
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, b****, I came dressed to kill
Who wanna go first? I had them pushing daffodils
I'm high as hell, I only took a half a pill
I'm on some dumb s***, by the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and f*** 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 s** 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
[Pre-Hook]
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
[Hook]
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
(Look at her b***)
Look at, look at, look at
Look, at her b***
[Verse 2]
This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
d*** bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel's
Real country-a** n****, let me play with his rifle
p**** put his a** 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 s***, by the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and f*** 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 s** 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...
[Pre-Hook]
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
[Hook]
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
(Look at her b***)
Look at, look at, look at
Look, at her b***
[Bridge]
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 b***)
[Pre-Hook] (x2)
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
[Hook]
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
Oh my gosh, look at her b***
(Look at her b***)
Look at, look at, look at
Look, at her b***
[Outro]
Yeah, he love this fat a**, hahahahahahahaha!
Yeah! This one is for my b****** with a fat a** in the f****** club
I said, where my fat a** big b****** in the club?
f*** the skinny b******! f*** the skinny b****** in the club!
I wanna see all the big fat a** b****** in the m****f***in' club
f*** you if you skinny b******, what?! Kyuh
Hahahaha RRRRRR
I got a big fat a** (a**, a**, a**...)
Come on!