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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
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