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This Dude Named Michael Used To Ride Motorcycles Lyrics
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
Bi-big dope dealer money, he was gettin’ some coins
Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace
Bo-bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping me stylish
Now that’s real, real, real
Gun in my purse, b^tch, I came dressed to kill
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^t, by the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain’t missing no meals
Come through and f^ck 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^x 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 butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (I-ohhaha)
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
(Look at her butt)
Look at, look at, look at
Look at her butt
Thi-this dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
Di-d^ck bigger than a tower, I ain’t talking about Eiffel’s
Real country-ass n^gga, let me play with his rifle
P^ssy put his ass to sleep, now he calling me NyQuil
Now that bang, bang, bang
I let him hit it ’cause he slang cocaine
He toss my salad like his name Romaine
And when we done, I make him buy me Balmain
I’m on some dumb sh^t, by the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain’t missing no meals
Come through and f^ck him in my automobile
Let him eat it with his grills, and he telling me to chill
And he telling me it’s real, that he love my s^x 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 (I-ohhaha)
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 my butt)
My anaconda don’t, my anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t want none unless you got buns, hun
(Do-don’t) My anaconda don’t (Don’t)
(Do-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, look at, look at
Look at her butt
Yeah, he love this fat ass, hahahahahahahaha!
Yeah! This one is for my b^tches with a fat ass in the f^cking club
I said, where my fat ass big b^tches in the club?
F^ck those skinny b^tches
F^ck those skinny b^tches in the club
I wanna see all the big fat-ass b^tches in the muthaf^ckin’ club
F^ck you if you skinny, b^tches, what?! Kyuh
Hahahaha RRRRRR (Kyuh)
Yeah, I got a big fat ass (Ass, ass, ass, ass) (Kyuh!)
Come on! Hey Hey Hey
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This Dude Named Michael Used To Ride Motorcycles Lyrics
Presenting the This Dude Named Michael Used to Ride Motorcycles Lyrics sung by Nicki Minaj. This Dude Named Michael is the popular word from the song Anaconda.
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This Dude Named Michael Used to Ride Motorcycles Lyrics
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 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 pushin’ 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 missin’ no meals
Come thru and check 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 said he don’t like ’em boney
He want something he can grab
So I pull up in the Jag
And 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 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 her butt
This dude named Michael
Used to ride motorcycles
It’s bigger than a tower
I ain’t talkin’ ’bout Eiffel’s
Real country anaconda
Let me play with his rifle
Cookie put his butt to sleep
Now he callin’ me Nyquil
Now that bang, bang, bang
I let him hit it
Cuz he hang, hang, hang
All in the salad like his name Romaine
And when we done
I’ll make him buy me Balmain
I’m on some dumb sh**
By the way, what he say?
He can tell I ain’t missin’ no meals
Come thru and check 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 said he don’t like ’em boney
He want 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 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 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
(Oh my God) Look at her butt
Yeah, he love this fat a**, hahahahahaha!
Gyeah! This one is for my b*****s
With a fat a** In the f**king club I said
Where my fat a** big b*****s
in the club?
F*** them skinny b*****s
F*** them skinny b*****s in the club
I wanna see all the big fat a**
B*****s in the muthaf***** club
F**k you if you skinny b*****s
What? Kyuh! Hahaa, hahaa Gyeah!
I got a big fat a**… Kyuh!
Come on!
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Anaconda Lyrics: 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 / Bi-big dope dealer money, he was gettin
Anaconda Nicki Minaj Track 12 on The Pinkprint
Nicki goes big—literally—with a song about butts, sex, and more butts, backed by a “Baby Got Back” sample, nonetheless. “Anaconda” is the 2nd single for and 12th track on… Read More
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Anaconda Lyrics
[Intro: Sir Mix-a-Lot]
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Bi-big dope dealer money, he was gettin' some coins
Was in shootouts with the law, but he live in a palace
Bo-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 them pushing daffodils
I'm high as hell, I only took a half a pill
I'm on some dumb shit
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[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
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 tellin' me to chill
And he telling me it's real, that he love my sex 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
[Chorus: Sir Mix-a-Lot]
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
[Post-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Look at her butt, look at, look at, look at,
[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
Thi-this dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
Di-dick bigger than a tower, I ain't talking about Eiffel's
Real country-ass nigga, 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 slang 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
[Pre-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
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 telling me to chill
And he 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...
[Chorus: Sir Mix-a-Lot]
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
[Post-Chorus: Nicki Minaj]
Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Oh my gosh, look at her butt (I-ohhaha)
Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh my gosh, look at her butt
Look at her butt, look at, look at, look at,
[Breakdown: Sir Mix-a-Lot]
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
[Chorus: Sir Mix-a-Lot]
My anaconda don't, my anaconda don't
My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns, hun
D-D-D-Don't, my anaconda don't...
D-D-Don't want none unless you got buns, hun
[Post-Chorus: Nicki Minaj (Sir Mix-a-lot)]
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-Oh-Oh-Oh my gosh, look at her butt
(Little in the middle but she got much back)
Look at her butt, look at, look at, look at,
[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
Yeah, he love this fat ass, hahahahahahahaha!
Yeah, 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 those skinny bitches, fuck those skinny bitches in the club
I wanna see all the big fat-ass bitches in the muthafuckin' club
Fuck you if you skinny, bitches, what? C'Yeah
Hahahaha, rrrrrrr
C'Yeah, I got a big fat ass, c'yeah, come on!
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Nicki goes big—literally—with a song about butts, sex, and more butts, backed by a “Baby Got Back” sample, nonetheless.
“Anaconda” is the 2nd single for and 12th track on Nicki Minaj’s third studio album, The Pinkprint, and it’s loaded to the brim with sexual innuendo.
The single’s artwork caused quite some controversy over the brazen imagery of her bare tuckus.
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What have the artists said about the song?
Verified Commentary Nicki Minaj via Complex Genius Answer
I wanted to create a song that embraced curvy women. I wanted to be sexual but be playful with it. And I wanted it to be so melodic that even if you don’t understand English you could still go along with the melody and you would have no idea about all the raunchy shit I’m saying—I get a kick out of that. It was simple to write. I just created the melody and then I let the words happen. I started laughing when I said, “Boy toy named Troy.” [Laughs]
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