(Capo on 2)
I spent fifteen hundred dollars on your damn dog's collar
Put new spinners on your Escalade
I swear I almost started cryin' when you brought up buyin' diamonds
Lord, I'm spendin' more than I'm gettin' paid
You got more purses than Versace, got more rings that Liberace
Fill your closet full of fancy shoes
All my credit cards are cookin', girl, you don't know what your puttin' me through
It's a business doin' pleasure, a business doin' pleasure with you
You got me walkin' past the fellas, holdin' drinks with pink umbrellas
On some island that I can't even spell
Then we slide over to Gucci, right before we go for sushi
That's a version of my personal hell
You just spent all day long tryin' on Louis Vitton
There's a thousand things that I'd rather do
Lord my mom would beat me senseless, if she saw what I was spending on you
It's a business doin' pleasure, a business doin' pleasure with you
Your gonna break my bank before too long, I'm takin' out a loan
But when you turn your kind of lovin' on, honey, I just can't say no, no no no no, no no
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Your gonna break my bank before too long, I'm runnin' out of dough
But when you turn you kind of magic on, honey I just can't say no, no no no
Maybe I'll play the stock market, put some money in my pocket
Ain't no tellin' what your gonna need next
I need to steal a Sherman tank just to break into a bank
I pray to God this song will be a success
All my buddies think it's funny, 'cause I'm spendin' all my money
On some honey like there's something to prove
'Cause for a little of your lovin', there ain't nothing much that I wouldn't do
It's a business doin' pleasure, a business doin' pleasure with you
No, no no, no
It's a business doin' pleasure, a business doin' pleasure with you