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Anaconda Karaoke - Postmodern Jukebox

This title is a cover version of Anaconda as made famous by Postmodern Jukebox
feat. Robyn Adele Anderson

Formats included:

CDG (MP3+G)
MP4
KFN
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The CDG format (also called CD+G or MP3+G) is suitable for most karaoke machines. It includes an MP3 file and synchronized lyrics (Karaoke Version only sells digital files (MP3+G) and you will NOT receive a CD).

This universal format works with almost any device (Windows, Mac, iPhone, iPad, Android, Connected TVs...)

This format is suitable for KaraFun Windows Player, a free karaoke software. It allows you to turn on or off the backing vocals, lead vocals, and change the pitch or tempo.

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About

With backing vocals (with or without vocals in the KFN version)

Tempo: variable (around 121 BPM)

In the same key as the original: D

Duration: 02:53 - Sample at: 01:46

Release date: 2014
Genres: Country, Folk, In English
Original songwriter: Nicki Minaj, Ernest Clark, Marcos Palacios, Sir Mix-a-Lot, Jonathan Myvett, Jamal Fincher Jones

All files available for download are backing tracks, they're not the original music.

Lyrics Anaconda

Boy toy named Troy used to live in Detroit
Big dope dealer money he was getting some coins
Was in shootouts with the law but he live in a palace
With Alexander McQueen he was keeping me stylish
Now that's real real real gun in my purse but
I came dressed to kill who wanna go first?
I had 'em pushing daffodils
I'm high as hell
I only took a half of pill
I'm on some dumb sh
By the way what he say?
I ain't missing no meals l come through and 'em in my automobile
Let him eat it with his grills keeps telling me to chill dun-d-d-dun-dun
My Anaconda don't my Anaconda don't
My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun
My Anaconda don't my Anaconda don't
My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun
This dude named Michael used to ride motorcycles
He was bigger than a tower
I ain't talking 'bout Eiffel's
He was a real country man let me play with his rifle l put him to sleep and now he calling me NyQuil
Now that bang bang bang
I let him hit like
Working on a chain gang keep rolling crops like
His name Romaine and when we done I
Make him buy me Balmain
I'm on some dumb sh
By the way what he say?
I ain't missing no meals l come through and 'em in my automobile
Let him eat it with his grills keeps telling me to chill dun-d-d-dun-dun
My Anaconda don't my Anaconda don't
My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun
My Anaconda don't my Anaconda don't
My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun
Oh my gosh look at that banjo
Oh my gosh look at that banjo
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
Little in the middle but she got much back
My Anaconda don't my Anaconda don't
My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun
My Anaconda don't my Anaconda don't
My Anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun

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