Rick Ross Ft. R. Kelly - Keep Doin’ That (Rich Bitch) Lyrics

Keep Doin’ That (Rich Bitch) Lyrics by Rick Ross

(feat. R. Kelly)



[Intro: Rick Ross]

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



[Verse 1: Rick Ross]

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 her car

Tattoos on her arm, Double M diamond charms

Chanel bag on her hip, Hermès bracelets and things

Let her fuck Meek Mill, told her keep chasin' her 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 fuck with dope boys and can suck a good dick



[Hook: R. Kelly]

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



[Verse 2: R. Kelly]

I be feastin' on Tinder, she take just like piegeons

Diamond-studded La Perla, that pussy's prestigious

Yeah, she remind me of somethin' but that shit ain't my Jeep

Matchin' Bugattis, Versace, she's went with three

She be movin' that dough, quarter mil on her wrist

Why you niggas be slippin'? This bitch is fuckin' your bitch

(?) spent five tags, (?) 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 fuck her all on the marble, yeah, that girl is a freak

She like comin' in mornin', she's the female me



[Hook]



[Verse 3: Rick Ross]

Room service for weeks, a dozel towel on the beach

She only wear panties once, then pass 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, niggas 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 Rosé to the roof

Rich bitch is her name and she Chanel to the boot

Uh, I be droppin' so much, nigga

My bitch shoppin' so much, nigga



[Hook]