Nicki Minaj – Anaconda Lyrics

Anaconda

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"Anaconda." - Nicki Minaj

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 12:32 pm

Album: The Pinkprint (Deluxe Edition)

Track No: 12

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-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 'em pushing 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 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 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 her butt
T-t-t-t-this dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
D-d-dick bigger than a tower, I ain't talking 'bout Eiffel's
Real country-ass ****, 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 sling 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, he keep 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 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
Little in the middle but she got much back
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Little in the middle but she got much back
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Little in the middle but she got much back
Look at her butt
Look at her butt
Yeah, he love this fat ass
Yeah, this one is for my
Bitches with a fat ass in the fuckin' club
I said, where my fat ass big bitches in the club?
Fuck the skinny bitches
Fuck the skinny bitches in the club
I wanna see all the big fat ass
Bitches in the motherfuckin' club
Fuck you if you skinny, bitches, what? Yeah
Yeah
I got a big fat ass
Come on!
Hey
Hey
Hey

Writer(s): Onika Maraj, J. Solone-Myvett, Ernest Clark, Jamal Jones, Anthony Ray & Marcos Palacios.

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