Nicki Minaj, Anaconda: il remix con le puzzette (Video)

Hanno fatto molto discutere il testo e il video dell’ultimo singolo di Nicki Minaj, Anaconda. Da quando, poco più di un anno fa, Miley Cyrus ha sdoganato tramite twerking il lato b, sembra impossibile poter fare la popstar senza mostrarlo o parlarne ad ogni piè sospinto. Per la gioia di Nicki Minaj, appunto. Ma fatto il botto(m), scatta lo sfottò. E allora ecco arrivare il remix definitivo del brano. Con le puzzette.

Il video di tale meraviglia trash lo trovate in apertura e vi consigliamo di cliccare play perché vi cambierà la giornata. In meglio o in peggio fate voi, noi non ce la sentiamo di sbilanciarci. Qui di seguito, invece, potete dare una ripassata al sobrio e delicato testo di Anaconda, come anche alla versione originale di questa controversa hit. Quale versione preferite? Noi, davvero, siamo combattuti.

Nicki Minaj – Anaconda

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 getting some coins
Was a shooter with the law, but he live in a palace
Bought me Alexander McQueen, he was keeping my stylish
Now thats r-r-real, gun in my purse, bitch I came for us to kill
Who wanna go first? I had them push daffodils
I’m high as hell, I only took a half of 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 em in my automobile
And I’m hitting it with his girls, and he telling 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 em with the jab like

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)

This dude named Michael used to buy motorcycles
Dick bigger than a tower, I ain’t talking about Eiffel
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 romaine
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 em in my automobile
And I’m hitting it with his girls, and he telling 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, Mayweather with the jab like

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)

My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t
My anaconda don’t want none unless you got bunsm hun

Don’t don’t 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

Yeah, he love this fat ass
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 the skinny bitches, fuck the skinny bitches in the club
I wanna see all the big fat ass bitches in the motherfucking club
Fuck you if you skinny bitches WHAT?

I got a big fat ass
Come on