Rick Ross - Keep Doin That Feat R Kelly Lyrics

This is for my rich bitches
Her puppy named Panamera
Her puppy named Panamera
She got a condo in the area
Rich bitch
Uh, yeah

She stay at her friend's and all these bitches is bad
Watch them lick on each other, I'm talkin' pussy to ass
Dope boy still at large, trackin' device on the car
Tattoos on the arm, Double M diamond charms
Chanel bag on her hip, Hermès bracelets and things
Let her f*ck Meek Mill, told her keep chasin' the dreams
Get the Lexus to flip, purple Texas to sip
She make it rain like a nigga, we got more money to get
Rich bitch, call her rich bitch
'Cause she f*ck with dope boys and can suck a good dick

Yeah, I'm a spend up all this money
Girl, you doin' somethin' to me
Hell yeah, keep doin' that
Doin' that, keep doin' that, doin' that, keep doin' that
Doin' that, keep doin' that, doin' that

I be feastin' on Tinder, she take just like peaches
Diamond-studded La Perla, that pussy's prestigious
Yeah, she remind me of somethin' but that shit ain't my Jeep
Matchin' Bugattis, Versace sheets when we freak
She be movin' that dough, quarter mil on her wrist
Why you niggas be slippin', his bitch is f*ckin' your bitch
Saks, spent five tags, Neiman might pop tags
Crocodile, python, that's a zoo on her bag
She on the phone makin' deals, we gettin' them checks
My Penelope Cruz, I let her meet my connects
I f*ck her all on the marble, yeah, that girl is a freak
She like comin' in mornin', she's the female me

Yeah, I'm a spend up all this money
Girl, you doin' somethin' to me
Hell yeah, keep doin' that
Doin' that, keep doin' that, doin' that, keep doin' that
Doin' that, keep doin' that, doin' that

Room service for weeks, a dusty towel on the beach
She only wear panties once, then pass 'em down to her niece
Let's go shoppin' in Boca, sixty stuffed in the sofa
Can't be tweetin' locations, she postin' pics from her yoga
Never party with locals, niggas with them Boost Mobiles
VIP with dope boys, the DJ shout out to Sosa
Valet park in the Wraith, cocaine all on her face
Her Rolex icy as mine, throw up my gang sign
We goin' bottle for bottle, Belaire Rosé to the booth
Rich bitch is her name and she Chanel to the boot
Uh, I be droppin' so much, nigga
My bitch shoppin' so much, nigga

Yeah, I'm a spend up all this money
Girl, you doin' somethin' to me
Hell yeah, keep doin' that
Doin' that, keep doin' that, doin' that, keep doin' that
Doin' that, keep doin' that, doin' that