[Nicki Minaj cover]
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, b**h, I came dressed to k**
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 sh**, 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
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 bu*t
Oh my gosh, look at her bu*t
f** the skinny b**hes! f** the skinny b**hes! f** the skinny b**hes in the muthaf**in' club