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juicy j - real hustlers don't sleep lyrics

[intro: juicy j]
get your motherf-cking paper up
and quit hating on other n-ggas, man
man, y’all n-ggas is crazy out here, man
while you n-ggas be out here with that bullsh-t!?
you already know where i’m gonna be at –
the motherf-cking bank

[hook: juicy j]
real hustlers don’t sleep, we take a nap
cigarillo full of hairy sh-t, balled up like naps
got my eyes on you snakes, like cr-ps
on a paper chase, and you haters get lapped
real hustlers don’t sleep, we take a nap
cigarillo full of hairy sh-t, balled up like naps
got my eyes on you snakes, like cr-ps
on a paper chase, and you haters get lapped

[verse 1: a$ap rocky]
hood n-gga, but a good dude
good n-gga, but a hood dude
sh-t, you don’t know what i been through
so you don’t know what i could do
they hating on me, they talk down
they talk threats, that’s good news
margiela, raf simons
them rick owens is good shoes
getting paid, i’m in a good mood
old school, slabs in it
grill, 24 karats in it
courtesy of my black dentist
trill b-tch ad-libbing
that’s what i call eloquent
i’m getting brain, she sucking d-ck
that’s what i call intelligence
tell a fella, tell a gent
tell a friend, and tell a friend
all i f-ck is lesbians
f-ck her ’til she celibate
white b-tches love taylor swift
tell that b-tch i’m h-lla swift
hustling everyday
with my twin and juicy j

[hook]
real hustlers don’t sleep, we take a nap
cigarillo full of hairy sh-t, balled up like naps
got my eyes on you snakes, like cr-ps
on a paper chase, and you haters get lapped
real hustlers don’t sleep, we take a nap
cigarillo full of hairy sh-t, balled up like naps
got my eyes on you snakes, like cr-ps
on a paper chase, and you haters get lapped

[verse 2: sp-ceghostpurrp]
hi guys, what’s up, b-tch
my name is purrp
i’m f-cking your b-tch, and
i made her squirt
i’m going to be rich, as
i put in work
she’s all on my d-ck, as
i made her squirt
mind will get hurt
my lyrics merk
n-ggas with triggas
and find them in dirt
man, i like to flirt
i’m all in her skirt
i smash it, and p-ss it
and watch that b-tch twerk
one day, one day
you know i’m going to become a
god of the f-cking country
do what you want to, see gunplay

[verse 3: juicy j]
you not getting money, man, you already tired
i’m finna buy a private jet, b-tch i’m getting flyer
juicy j the boss, ain’t no way i’m getting fired
i’m on too much sh-t to name, ain’t no way i’m getting higher
i been chasing money since a young n-gga from memphis
i see dead presidents, i think i got 6 senses
yeah, we on the money train, you just rock the benches
on the purple and the yellow; call it barney and the simpsons
out in taiwan, smoking cheech and chong
roll it in a cigarillo, chief it in a bong
ask me what i’m doing, getting high and counting money
and i’m counting all day ’cause the money keep coming

- juicy j lyrics

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