Rick Ross - I'm Just Doing My Thing lyrics

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Rick Ross - I'm Just Doing My Thing lyrics

[Hook - Sample] I'm just doin' my job, I'm just doin' my job heee I'm just doin' my job, baby, I'm just doin' my job heee heee [Intro] This beautiful right here The ladies gon' appreciate this one This a beautiful record right here The Louis Vuitton Don What the call this one radio? GQ? [Verse 1] Listen baby here's the reason I've been missing lately Making sure my lil' misses out here living gravy Gray Mercedez, car note 980 it's no prob she so mob And her brain is so crazy "You a soldier, I feel you for that" is what I told her Over the Motorola Rick Ross tatted on her shoulder Club cray tongue kissing in a daze Cris twisting up the haze Go to Space once the night is over f** her fast even though I know she like it slower Breakfast spot go to Jerry's right around the corner Valet? The V12 pull it on the corner I can't drive, I'm rolling still holding on the water [Hook] It's real radio right here 99 Jams, Power 96 show me some love man, show the boy love this Ross Know what I'm saying cartel right here Listen b, I'mma break it down I'mma be as clear as I can for you [Verse 2] Check it Them other hoes are nothin' to lose sleep about Your pink thong? Pull 'em to the side and eat you out We make love I know you tired of that fake thug Tired of the lies and bullsh** that he makes up He tuggin' on you whisperin' in your ear he's caked up Has rims on his car but damn boo his brakes scrub He fresh out look at me with his chest out The car beam? Knocked his a** clean into the next house He snitched on twenty n***as thought we'd never find out You tryna be somebody else homie, time out Them cartel boys down to pull them 9s out From b**bie to Walk my dog gotta climb out [Hook] This should knock in clubs Coming from a real gangsta artist, you know Rick Ross, Triple Cs You so s**y girl [Verse 3] You keep me in the mood Once a n***a see you nude Eat you like a plate of food He move like them haters do (Oh they hatin' too?) sh** I know that cale dude Hit 'em with a stray or two Maybe take a day or two Listen boo, the war's over we can chill now Let's move to ATL: buy a crib, put a mill' down Celebrate have Boozer bring them pills 'round Bust a nut, pop a bottle, baby how you feel now? [Outro] I just want you to ride with me Stay under my wing baby, I got you I'mma make your last name Ross It's a beautiful thing See what I'm saying Let's sit down and pop a bottle of purple hooter You like to kiss? I like to kiss you feel me This beautiful right here, Rick Ross Check it