Nicki Minaj, Anaconda: video tutorial del ballo

E’ uno dei video più chiacchierati e una delle canzoni che iniziano ad essere trasmesse -nell’originale o in versione mixate- in tutte le discoteche d’Italia. Parliamo, ovviamente, dell’ultimo singolo di Nicki Minaj, Anaconda.

Oltre alle numerose polemiche e ai milioni e milioni di visualizzazioni sul web, YouTube raccoglie anche una serie di video tutorial su come ballare sotto le note di questo pezzo. Il weekend è alle porte e magari qualcuno di voi, questa sera, ha intenzione di non ritrovarsi impreparato sulla pista da ballo. Perciò, se volete fare colpo sulla gente intorno a voi (metaforicamente parlando…) ecco alcuni video di dance routine di questa canzone.

Se voi riuscite a imparare in poco tempo queste messe siete personalmente i miei eroi e vi mando tanti messaggi di affetto e stima. Col cuore (cit.). Nel video che vedete in apertura post sembrano quasi tutti tarantolati, compreso il bambino al centro che ha le movenze di un anguilla. Chapeau, tanto di cappello.

Ovviamente il movimento di bacino e i colpi del lato B sono tra gli “argomenti” principali di questo ballo. Io ho sudato solo a vederlo ma è un altro discorso.

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