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I spent fifteen hundred dollars on your damn dog's collar |
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Put new spinners on your Escalade |
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I swear I almost started cryin' when you brought up buyin' diamonds |
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Lord, I'm spendin' more than I'm gettin' paid |
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You got more purses than Versace, got more rings than Liberace |
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Fill your closet full of fancy shoes |
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All my credit cards are cookin' |
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Girl, you don't know what you're puttin' me through |
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It's a business doin' pleasure |
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A business doin' pleasure with you |
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You've got me walkin' past the fellas, holdin' drinks with pink umbrellas |
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On some island that I can't even spell |
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Then we slide over to Gucci, right before we go for sushi |
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That's a version of my personal hell |
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You just spent all day long tryin' on Louis Vuitton |
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There's a thousand things that I'd rather do |
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Lord, my mom would beat me senseless |
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If she saw what I was spendin' on you |
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It's a business doin' pleasure |
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A business doin' pleasure with you |
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You're gonna break my bank before too long |
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I'm takin' out a loan |
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But when you turn your kind of lovin' on |
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Honey, I just can't say no |
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No, no, no, no, no, no |
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You're gonna break my bank before too long |
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I'm runnin' out of dough |
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But when you turn you kind of magic on |
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Honey, I just can't say no, no, no, no |
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Maybe I'll play the stock market, put some money in my pocket |
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Ain't no telling, what you're gonna need next |
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I need to steal a Sherman tank just to break into a bank |
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I pray to God this song will be a success |
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All my buddies think it's funny 'cause I'm spendin' all my money |
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On some honey like there's somethin' to prove |
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'Cause for a little of your lovin' |
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There ain't nothin' much that I wouldn't do |
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It's a business doin' pleasure |
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A business doin' pleasure with you |
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No, no, no, no |
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It's a business doin' pleasure |
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A business doin' pleasure with you |