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keep doin' that (rich chick) - rick ross lyrics

this is for my rich b-tches (rich b-tches)
her puppy named panamera
her puppy named panamera
she got a condo in the area
rich b-tch, uh, yeah
she stay at her friend’s and all these b-tches is bad
watch them l!ck on each other, i’m talkin’ p-ssy to -ss
dope boy still at large, trackin’ device on her car
tattoos on her arm, double m diamond charms
chanel bag on her hip, hermès bracelets and things
let her f-ck meek mill, told her keep chasin’ her dreams
get the lexus to flip, purple texas to sip
she make it rain like a n-gga, we got more money to get (more money to get)
rich b-tch, call her rich b-tch
’cause she f-ck with dope boys and can suck a good d-ck
yeah, i’m a spend up all this money (all this money)
fast (fast)
fast (fast)
fast (fast)
girl, you doin’ somethin’ to me (doin’ somethin’ to me)
fast (fast)
fast (fast)
h-ll yeah, keep doin’ that
doin’ that (oh yeah)
keep doin’ that, doin’ that
oh (yeah yeah)
ooh yeah keep doin’ that, doin’ that
keep doin’ that, doin’ that
oh yeah, i be
feastin’ on tinder
she take just like peaches
diamond-studded la perla
that p-ssy’s prestigious
yeah, she remind me of somethin’
but that sh-t ain’t my jeep
matchin’ bugattis, versace sheets when we freak
she be movin’ that dough, quarter mil on her wrist
why you n-ggas be slippin’? this b-tch is f-ckin’ your b-tch
saks fifth pop tags, neiman i 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 (all this money)
fast (fast)
fast (fast)
fast (fast)
girl, you doin’ somethin’ to me (doin’ somethin’ to me)
fast (fast)
fast (fast)
h-ll yeah, keep doin’ that
doin’ that (oh yeah)
keep doin’ that, doin’ that
oh (yeah yeah)
ooh yeah keep doin’ that, doin’ that
keep doin’ that, doin’ that
oh yeah
room service for weeks, a dozel towel on the beach
she only wear panties once, then p-ss it down to her niece
let’s go shoppin’ at boca, sixty stuffed in the sofa
can’t be tweetin’ locations, she postin’ pics from her yoga
never party with locals, n-ggas with them was moguls
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 rose to the brut
rich b-tch is her name and she chanel to the boot
uh, i be droppin’ so much, n-gga
my b-tch shoppin’ so much, n-gga
yeah, i’m a spend up all this money (all this money)
fast (fast)
fast (fast)
fast (fast)
girl, you doin’ somethin’ to me (doin’ somethin’ to me)
fast (fast)
fast (fast)
h-ll yeah, keep doin’ that
doin’ that (oh yeah)
keep doin’ that, doin’ that
oh (yeah yeah)
ooh yeah keep doin’ that, doin’ that
keep doin’ that, doin’ that (girl)
oh yeah

- rick ross lyrics

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