(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 Inst.: | () | () | () | () | () | () | () | () | 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