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Triple One

Triple One are a hip hop/rap group from Inner West Sydney, Australia. Members include Lil Dijon (vocalist), Marty Bugatti and Obi Ill Terrors (rappers), and Billy Gunns (production).They are best known for their single "Butter", which reached high rotation on Australian youth radio station Triple J. They released the EP The Libertine 2 in June 2019. more »

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Sick yellow piston, I'm on a missions,
Reach for the heat and get burnt by the bomb,
Blast off the booster seat, I'm on the team to beat,
They better fall to knees, where I'm from,
Stardust boys generate the thunder,
We intergalactic why they wonder,
Three Ones stole the game by surprise,
Glide round the inner west on my spaceship,
4 door Subaru when they race it,
Froze so quick, put 10 to this face,
Red silk on my wrist, gram in my fist, 
Lonely they follow into the abyss, 
Get wetter for me, better for me,
The general quick to get lost in a spree,
Picnic Hanging Rock' out my pocket,
Not enough time to reset the rocket,
Hang with the kings and your gonna get king hits,
See F.T.W. flew off astral plane shit,
You can't be me I'm a rap star,
I'm mobbin' out the back of a black car,
Black kicks, black cap, black track-style,
Head bangin' till I break, Marty go wild,
Yellow nuts they drop to pavement, 
You better run and get my payment,
We do not f*ck with Layman,
This is my final statement,
Blade on my heart,
Don't lock me up in my craft,
They can not hold me down from on Mars,
I can not cry for you when I'm always broken,
We do not provide violence here,
Yap a lot you meet silence here,
Mollydooker got the cream and sugar, 
I'mma perfect cooker it's a science dear,

Halo, Halo, But you were so off
(Because you want me to be it)
And you a showoff
(Whenever you despise me I be it)

Take apart my self, inside I'm righteous,
Close ya legs, ya lips are looking priceless,
Bitches loving blow inside her sinus,
Bitches hot and cold just like the climate,
This is feelin' wrong but I could try it,
You just mute your phone without an eyelid,
I got shivers down my neck excited,
Taking off the strip just like a pilot, 
Cry me to sleep I got a bag dreams with no strings cause they paid for,
Inside a sheet ya eyes won't release, we touched hip what a dam shame,
Kiss my lip I'm on finger tip, egg shells on the ice what a hot mess,
Double back just to hit the mack she want me to get beat like I'm dead meat,
So who's to say if I confine inside myself,
Or who's to say it's only relevant when notches on the belt,
Evident my conversation get to something else,
Cause when it round the circle oculating gets to someone else,
So f*ck you I won't hold my lip,
I got the devil on the telly but remote won't flick, 
It's liking led inside the belly but the bozo's thick,
And if she hit me on the celly think my phone don't itch,
It's like

Halo, Halo, But you were so off
(Because you want me to be it)
And you a showoff
(Whenever you despise me I be it)

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