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letra de c.e.o. - j. stone

[intro]
yeah

[chorus]
i’m a c.e.o. i think i’m suge n-gga (i’m suge n-gga)
she gon’ bust it open for a hood n-gga (for a hood n-gga)
self made, got it out the mud, n-gga (streets n-gga)
i’m well paid and i’m still a thug n-gga (still from the hood)

[verse 1]
i’m in the gq magazine with nipsey and lauren (for real)
i’m made in america but all my cars foreign (for real)
y’all n-ggas sleep, i be up at six in the mornin’ (i’m up)
y’all n-ggas stagnant, i be all around the world tourin’ (let’s go)
i’m really from the block n-gga, i took shots n-gga
now i’m at the peppermint club takin’ shots with jigga
blew a wood with dave chappelle, y’alls not the n-ggas (facts)
i know y’all rather see me fail but can’t stop me n-gga (nah)
yeah, i’m respected in every ghetto (what else?)
i used to push hard rock and carry heavy metal (what else?)
i turned a lil’ into a lot, b-tch, i never settled (then what?)
i’m on another level, was dancin’ with the devil
[chorus]
i’m a c.e.o. i think i’m suge n-gga (i’m suge n-gga)
she gon’ bust it open for a hood n-gga (for a hood n-gga)
self made, got it out the mud, n-gga (mud n-gga)
i’m well paid and i’m still a thug n-gga

[verse 2]
went to sleep thinkin’ ’bout hopw we got here (what else?)
then i woke up in a maybach, it don’t stop there
wipe the sleep off my eyes, chauffer said “next location” (what else?)
couldn’t make it to the room, i f-cked her in the elevator
f-ck her then i elevate her
boss sh-t n-gga, need a boss b-tch
she ten toes down then that’s h-lla paper (h-lla paper)
independent, b-tch, we makin’ moves but we h-lla major (h-lla major)
she want me to k!ll the p-ssy, had to yellow tape her (yellow tape her)
i can turn a broke b-tch into a money-maker (yeah)
but if she got her hand out, i ain’t ’bout to save her
get rich, now or later
og, exotic flavours
put your hands up in the sky if you not a hater (not a hater)
was in the field, yeah i really drilled (drilled)
i ain’t had a way out, thought that i’d get k!lled (for real)
we had dreams of gettin mills, never thought it was real (for real)
i seen my homie touch some m so i wanted some ms (yeah)
n-gga
[chorus]
i’m a c.e.o. i think i’m suge n-gga (i’m suge n-gga)
she gon’ bust it open for a hood n-gga (for a hood n-gga)
self made, got it out the mud, n-gga (mud n-gga)
i’m well paid and i’m still a thug n-gga

- j stone

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