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Boy toy named troy, used to live in Detroit 
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Big dope dealer money, he was getting some coins 
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Was a shooter with the law, but he live in a palace 
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Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping my stylish 
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Now thats r-r-real, gun in my purse, bitch I came for us to kill 
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 Who wanna go first? I had them push daffodils 
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 I'm high as hell, I only took a half of pill 
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I'm on some dumb shit 

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By the way, what he say? 
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He can tell I ain't missing no meals 
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Come through and fuck em in my automobile 
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And I'm hitting it with his girls, and he telling me to chill 
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And he telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal 
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Say he don't like em boney, he want something he can grab 
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So I pulled up in the Jag, and I hit em with the jab like 

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My anaconda don't 
            Cm
My anaconda don't 
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My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun 

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Oh my gosh, look at her butt 
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Oh my gosh, look at her butt 
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Oh my gosh, look at her butt 
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Look at her butt (look at her butt) 

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This dude named Michael used to buy motorcycles 
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Dick bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel 
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Real country ass nigga, let me play with his rifle 
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Pussy put his ass to sleep, now he calling me NyQuil 
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Now that bang bang bang, I let him hit it cause he slang cocaine 
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 He toss my salad like his name Romaine 
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 And when we done, I make him buy me romaine 
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 I'm on some dumb shit 

Cm
By the way, what he say? 
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He can tell I ain't missing no meals 
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Come through and fuck em in my automobile 
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And I'm hitting it with his girls, and he telling me to chill 
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And he telling me it's real, that he love my sex appeal 
       G
Say he don't like em boney, he want something he can grab 
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So I pulled up in the Jag, Mayweather with the jab like 

            Cm
My anaconda don't 
            Cm
My anaconda don't 
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My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun 

Cm          G
Oh my gosh, look at her butt 
Cm          G
Oh my gosh, look at her butt 
Cm          G
Oh my gosh, look at her butt 
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Look at her butt (look at her butt) 

            Cm
My anaconda don't 
            Cm
My anaconda don't 
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My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun 
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Don't don't don't, my anaconda don't 
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Don't want none unless you got buns, hun 

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Oh my gosh, look at her butt 
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Oh my gosh, look at her butt 
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Oh my gosh, look at her butt 

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Yeah, he love this fat @ss 
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 Yeah, this one is for my b!tch3s with a fat @ss in the fvcking club 
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I said, where my fat @ss big b!tches in the club? 
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Fvck the skinny b!tches, fvck the skinny b!tches in the club 
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I wanna see all the big fat @ss b!tches in the m0th3rfvcking club 
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Fvck you if you skinny b!tches WHAT? 

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