Quadruple Threat

Yeah
Dior

Fire up the loud and the jet
I wanna do shit I'll regret (Yeah)
Down a whole bottle of Henny
We finna make a movie set (Pour it up)
You a dog, but you aint a pet
Let me show you what you can get (Come here)
Your power, your money, your looks, and your ways
You a quadruple threat

Smoke in the air (Ooo)
You got the blunt in one hand
And the other hand is running through my long hair (Yeah)
You lookin at my girls, I'll let you fantasize
But when I care I dont share (Hell nah)
Now focus back on me
Ima get crazy, keep lookin over there (Look here)
I'm a freak bitch, but I don't really talk about that shit around here (Down low)
You wanna tell the world about the shit we do
But you better not dare (Hush)
Fuck around and have all of your homeboys out here tryna beg for some spare
And I ain't interested, a young bitch like myself
Is way more than they can bare (Boss bitch)
They lowkey all wanna be you, they mad you with me, it ain't fair (Shit)
Grab it, then smack it, then own it,
I want you to do me right now (Right here)
Put it on me so good you'll make a bitch wanna fight a whole crowd (For you)
Hit it from the back while we bump LaFlame and you smokin on that loud (Like that)
How you look at me when you deep up in it, I can tell you so proud (Hell yeah)
I be out of breath and we be drippin sweat, but we still go another round (Freak shit)
I get so lost up in my own bed and I don't care to be found (I don't)
I only fuck with dudes that got shit to lose or that run the whole town (My type)
We a match made in hell, me and you, it feels better than it sounds

Fire up the loud and the jet
I wanna do shit I'll regret (Yeah)
Down a whole bottle of Henny
We finna make a movie set (Pour it up)
You a dog, but you aint a pet
Let me show you what you can get (Come here)
Your power, your money, your looks, and your ways
You a quadruple threat

Yeah
Quadruple Threat
The money and ice, it be makin me wet (Drip)
Your closet is full of designer
Your wrist is an ocean, Patek (Watch out)
You covered in diamonds and money, but tell me that you ain't rich yet (Yeah)
A hustler, a baller, a menace, a player, I fuck with the best

Yeah
Quadruple Threat
The money and ice, it be makin me wet (Drip)
Your closet is full of designer
Your wrist is an ocean, Patek (Watchout, watchout)
You covered in diamonds and money, but tell me that you ain't rich yet (Shit)
A hustler, a baller, a menace, a player, I fuck with the best

Yeah
Can we take it back? Jodeci or some Kelly or somethin (Throwback)
Crazy look in your eyes, I can tell you aint really frontin (No games)
Bitches better look away when I'm on your arm and I'm muggin (Shit wassup?)
Bossin up on the low, you could say that this really thuggin (Thug life)
Crazy man with a plan, you are just my type and I love it (Yeah, I do)
Tatted up head to toe, you a work of art and you somethin (Picasso)
Look at those brown eyes, starin me down, got me blushin (Look away)
Damn I got you tied up, thought you was a player, you cuffin (And you know it)

Fire up the loud and the jet
I wanna do shit I'll regret
Down a whole bottle of Henny
We finna make a movie set
You a dog, but you aint a pet
Let me show you what you can get
Your power, your money, your looks, and your ways
You a quadruple threat

Yeah
Quadruple Threat
The money and ice, it be makin me wet (Drip)
Your closet is full of designer
Your wrist is an ocean, Patek (Watch out)
You covered in diamonds and money, but tell me that you ain't rich yet (Yeah)
A hustler, a baller, a menace, a player, I fuck with the best

Yeah
Quadruple Threat
The money and ice, it be makin me wet (Drip)
Your closet is full of designer
Your wrist is an ocean, Patek (Watch out, watch out)
You covered in diamonds and money, but tell me that you ain't rich yet (Shit)
A hustler, a baller, a menace, a player, I fuck with the best

Yeah



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