You should be my sidechick,

My main chick

You can have this good (moan)

It’s so thick

Are you down for a Thruple?

He says she knows and she don’t mind though

You should be my sidepiece

My main squeeze

Don’t be such a (moan) tease

Will you please…

Are you down for a Thruple?

He says she knows and she don’t mind though

How would this actually all work?

I know I’ll be expected to invite another woman into the bedroom

Like we’re Bessie mates…

That just so happen to come together

And in public act like we would never

And that’s supposed to be fine

Then where do I get mine?

Your tings are big enough for multiple women and you’re

Batting them off like you’re in Wimbledon, are you?

But I still don’t understand or overstand

Because it seems like you just want a interchangeable one night stand

And I should stand up and I should get up,

And I should be selected…

Oh I’m so honoured am I?

What would I do with my time if a man didn’t want to make him mine?

Hmmm, I’d go on solo dates, hang out with my mates, solo travel,

Get my hair done, read a novel,

Compare these modern times and realise that King Henry the 8th was on the same shit

The only difference was he had the power to chop my head off when he wanted to end it.

You should be my sidechick,

My main chick

You can have this good (moan)

It’s so thick

Are you down for a Thruple?

He says she knows and she don’t mind though

You should be my sidepiece

My main squeeze

Don’t be such a (moan) tease

Will you please…

Are you down for a Thruple?

He says she knows and she don’t mind though

Are you down?

Are you down?

Are you down?

Are you down?