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Belly - Zanzibar Lyrics




[ Featuring Juicy J ]

Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
You should probably take your own shit, you can't handle ours
Why you phone snitchin, f*ck you playing with the camera for
All my dogs rocking camouflage, on them handle bars
Hand to God, all this f*ck shit I just can't applaud
We ain't standing for, paralyze them like it's minotaur
Never sleep, turn the days to weeks, turn the weeks to months
I been gone, I ain't coming back, I can't even front
Ain't this what the f*cking people want (Ain't it?)
Ain't this what the f*cking people want (Ain't it?)
I get no sleep in like at least a month
Hit it twice, and tell that bitch to leave her ones

Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar

Me xannie and molly, we ain't never breaking up
I say I need to leave them, then we end up making up
Did the after party out in New Orleans the other night
It was me, Crazy Mike, and a pair of Asian dykes
I was so f*cking lit, I gave that bitch my number twice
Let the lean calm her down, she was way too f*cking hype
On them xans, we was goin HAM, almost got us banned
3am, and we blowing strains, out of Pepsi cans
Took them on the bus, my nigga Belly in this bitch
Mixing bars with the keyshia, it's a party in this bitch
Got a bunch of college thots, look like barbies in this bitch
Catching babies in the face, call Maury in this bitch

Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar

Bag full of xans, zip full of broccoli
Whole pint of lean, my kind of party
Bag full of xans, zip full of broccoli
Whole pint of lean, my kind of party
Bag full of xans, zip full of broccoli
Whole pint of lean, my kind of party
Bag full of xans, zip full of broccoli
Whole pint of lean, my kind of party

Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar

I remember when I went to Toronto
I met up with the XO niggas, man them niggas was mad
When I shook them niggas hand, them niggas gave me so many f*cking pills my nigga
I had xans, I had adderall, I had motherf*cking Molly in my motherf*cking hand
Man had so many motherf*cking drugs man
I popped half of that shit, wash that shit down with some motherf*cking Bombay
We went to the motherf*cking venue and turnt the f*ck up, I was so turnt up
I was jumping all over the motherf*cking place man
Met a groupie ass bitch
Toronto got some fine ass ho's man, no real shit man
And them motherf*cking bitches would do anything my nigga, suck dick all night
So I met up with this bitch, she was finer than a motherf*cker man
I need to find that bitch's number man. She might be different now
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Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
You should probably take your own shit, you can't handle ours
Why you phone snitchin, f*ck you playing with the camera for
All my dogs rocking camouflage, on them handle bars
Hand to God, all this f*ck shit I just can't applaud
We ain't standing for, paralyze them like it's minotaur
Never sleep, turn the days to weeks, turn the weeks to months
I been gone, I ain't coming back, I can't even front
Ain't this what the f*cking people want (Ain't it?)
Ain't this what the f*cking people want (Ain't it?)
I get no sleep in like at least a month
Hit it twice, and tell that bitch to leave her ones

Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar

Me xannie and molly, we ain't never breaking up
I say I need to leave them, then we end up making up
Did the after party out in New Orleans the other night
It was me, Crazy Mike, and a pair of Asian dykes
I was so f*cking lit, I gave that bitch my number twice
Let the lean calm her down, she was way too f*cking hype
On them xans, we was goin HAM, almost got us banned
3am, and we blowing strains, out of Pepsi cans
Took them on the bus, my nigga Belly in this bitch
Mixing bars with the keyshia, it's a party in this bitch
Got a bunch of college thots, look like barbies in this bitch
Catching babies in the face, call Maury in this bitch

Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar

Bag full of xans, zip full of broccoli
Whole pint of lean, my kind of party
Bag full of xans, zip full of broccoli
Whole pint of lean, my kind of party
Bag full of xans, zip full of broccoli
Whole pint of lean, my kind of party
Bag full of xans, zip full of broccoli
Whole pint of lean, my kind of party

Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Off them xannie bars, like we took a trip to Zanzibar
Like we took a trip, like we took a trip to Zanzibar

I remember when I went to Toronto
I met up with the XO niggas, man them niggas was mad
When I shook them niggas hand, them niggas gave me so many f*cking pills my nigga
I had xans, I had adderall, I had motherf*cking Molly in my motherf*cking hand
Man had so many motherf*cking drugs man
I popped half of that shit, wash that shit down with some motherf*cking Bombay
We went to the motherf*cking venue and turnt the f*ck up, I was so turnt up
I was jumping all over the motherf*cking place man
Met a groupie ass bitch
Toronto got some fine ass ho's man, no real shit man
And them motherf*cking bitches would do anything my nigga, suck dick all night
So I met up with this bitch, she was finer than a motherf*cker man
I need to find that bitch's number man. She might be different now
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Writer: AHMAD BALSHE, BENJAMIN DIEHL, JORDAN HOUSTON, KHALED KHALED
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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