G                                 D
I spent fifteen hundred dollars on your damn dog's collar
        Em                   C
Put new spinners on your Escalade
          G                             D
I swear I almost started cryin' when you brought up buyin' diamonds
         Em                             C
Lord, I'm spendin' more than I'm gettin' paid

            G                              D
You got more purses than Versace, got more rings that Liberace
          Em                   C
Fill your closet full of fancy shoes
       G                                   D                               Em
All my credit cards are cookin', girl, you don't know what your puttin' me through
       C                                                      G
It's a business doin' pleasure, a business doin' pleasure with you

           G                               D
You got me walkin' past the fellas, holdin' drinks with pink umbrellas
        Em                       C
On some island that I can't even spell
        G                            D
Then we slide over to Gucci, right before we go for sushi
         Em                     C
That's a version of my personal hell

               G                   D
You just spent all day long tryin' on Louis Vitton
          Em                              C
There's a thousand things that I'd rather do
        G                                  D                           Em
Lord my mom would beat me senseless, if she saw what I was spending on you
       C                                                      G
It's a business doin' pleasure, a business doin' pleasure with you

D                          Em             C                     G
Your gonna break my bank before too long,  I'm takin' out a loan
D                              Em         C                        D
But when you turn your kind of lovin' on,  honey, I just can't say no, no no no no, no no

Inst.:  | (C)  | (C)  | (G)  | (G)  | (C)  | (C)  | (D)  | (D)  |

D                          Em             C                   G
Your gonna break my bank before too long,  I'm runnin' out of  dough
D                            Em        C                      D
But when you turn you kind of magic on, honey I just can't say no, no no no

          G                               D
Maybe I'll play the stock market, put some money in my pocket
        Em                           C
Ain't no tellin' what your gonna need next
         G                                 D
I need to steal a Sherman tank just to break into a bank
         Em                               C
I pray to God this song will be a success 

      G                                    D
All my buddies think it's funny, 'cause I'm spendin' all my money
       Em                                     C
On some honey like there's something to prove
             G                                  D                           Em
'Cause for a little of your lovin', there ain't nothing much that I wouldn't do
       C                                                      G
It's a business doin' pleasure, a business doin' pleasure with you

      D      Em
No, no no, no
       C                                                      G
It's a business doin' pleasure, a business doin' pleasure with you