Triple Threat - Bobby Valentino

Homie, lover, friend

She the triple threat

Homie, lover, friend

She the triple threat

Like Steph Curry shoot the three

You’re my real MVP

You’re my homie, lover, friend

She the triple threat

She said she wanna ride out

She said she down with me through the grind (yeah)

She was there when I had nothing

Pick her up in the bucket, she won’t even buckin'

And now I’m in the big body

She got one too with the «B» on it

All that ice you be feelin', let it shine

I know you wish you had a shorty like mine

Me and you baby

Ridin' 'round town with the top down feelin' like (oooo baby)

Straight from heaven, lucky number 7

Homie, lover, friend

She the triple threat

Homie, lover, friend

She the triple threat

Like Steph Curry shoot the three

You’re my real MVP

You’re my homie, lover, friend

She the triple threat

Now you got yourself a rider

Far from the other lames you was proud of (oooo)

Never say stop trippin' on you

'Cause girl we stay on our P’s and Q’s

Baby you’re a goodess (you're a goddess)

I’m just being honest (I'm just being honest)

But he ain’t tired

Now we sit back and enjoy the life

Me and you baby

Ridin' 'round town with the top down feelin' like (oooo baby)

Straight from heaven, lucky number 7

Homie, lover, friend

She the triple threat

Homie, lover, friend

She the triple threat

Like Steph Curry shoot the three

You’re my real MVP

You’re my homie, lover, friend

She the triple threat

Me and you baby

Ridin' 'round town with the top down feelin' like (oooo baby)

Straight from heaven, lucky number 7

Homie, lover, friend

She the triple threat

Homie, lover, friend

She the triple threat

Like Steph Curry shoot the three

You’re my real MVP

You’re my homie, lover, friend

She the triple threat