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Onika Maraj
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Polow Da Don
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Da Internz
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Aubry "Big Juice" Delaine
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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, big, big 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
One in my purse, 'cause I came dressed to kill
Who wanna go first? I had 'em pushing daffodils
I'm fly as hell, I got 'em thirsty, track and field
I'm on some dumb sh-
By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and check him in my automobile
Let him - with his grills, he keep tellin' me to chill
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
He say 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-This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
It's bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel's
Real country Anaconda, let me play with his rifle
P-P-Put his butt to sleep, now he calling me NyQuil
Now that bang, bang, bang
I let him hit it 'cause he hang, hang, hang
All in his- like his name Romaine
And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain
I'm on some dumb sh-
By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain't missing no meals
Come through and check him in my automobile
Let him - with his grills, he keep tellin' me to chill
He keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
He say 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
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 a-, hahaha!
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- club
F- you if you skinny b-, what? Kyuh
Haha, haha, rrrrrrr
Yeah, I got a big fat-
Come on
Hey
Hey
Hey
Writer(s): Onika Tanya Maraj, Ernest Clark, Jamal F. Jones, Marcos Enrique Palacios, Anthony L. Ray, Jonathan Myvett
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