It’s A Business Doing Pleasure With You Tim McGraw

[Verse 1]
I spent fifteen hundred dollars on your damn dog's collar
Put new spinners on you escalate
I swear I almost started crying
When you brought up being' diamonds
Lord I'm spending more than I'm getting paid
You got more purses than Versace
Got more rings that Liberace
Fill your closes full of fancy shoes
All my credit cards are Cooking
Girl you don't know what your putting' me through
It's a business doing pleasure, a business doing pleasure with you

[Verse 2]
You got me walking' 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 trying 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 doing pleasure, a business doing pleasure with you