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My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got bunz, hun
Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope dealer money, he was gettin' some coins
Was in shoot outs with the law, but he live in a palace
Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keepin' me stylish
Now that's real, real, real
Gun in my purse, bitch I came dressed to kill
Who wanna go first? I'll have 'em 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 and he keep telling me to chill
And he keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
He said he don't like 'em boney, he wants something he can grab
So I pull up in the Jag, hit him with a 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 bunz, 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 talkin' 'bout Eiffel's
Real country-ass nigga, let me play with his rifle
Pussy put his ass to sleep, now he callin' me NyQuil
Now that bang, bang, bang
I let him hit it 'cause he slang cocaine
He tossed my salad like his name Romaine
And when we done, I'll make 'em 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 keep telling me to chill
And he keep telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal
He said he don't like 'em boney, he wants something he can grab
So I pull 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 bunz, 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 bunz, hun
Don't, My anaconda don't,
don't want none unless you got bunz, 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, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Gyeah! 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 them skinny bitches! Fuck them skinny bitches in the club!
I wanna see all the big fat ass bitches in the mothafuckin' club
Fuck you if you skinny bitches, what! Gyeah
Hahaaaa, hahaa
Gyeah, I got a big fat ass (ass, ass, ass...)
Gyeah, come on!
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Więc wskakuję na Jaguara i walę go piersiami jak Mayweather" - a więc jakie głębsze znaczenie ma ten cytat? Czy ty naprawdę nie widzisz, że ta piosenka została stworzona tylko i wyłącznie dla pieniędzy, rozgłosu i niepotrzebnego skandalu? Proszę, nie broń tego "hitu", bo on nie jest i nigdy nie będzie wybitny. Nie doszukuj się tutaj głębszego sensu. Nie ma go.
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