Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 143 , by - Bobby Brackins. Release date: 29.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
143 |
| Paul Wall |
| Roscoe Dash |
| YG Dorrough Music |
| Ray J Bobby Brackins |
| I-I-I-I-I-I love you |
| It’s the remix |
| 143, I make you yell it when we sexing |
| 143 is what you send me when we texting |
| I ba-ba-ba-ball and po-po-pop bub' |
| I’m just looking for some love in the club |
| 143, I lo-lo-lo-love you |
| 143, I lo-lo-lo-love you |
| 143, I lo-lo-lo-love you |
| 143, I lo-lo-lo-love you |
| All over the radio, yeah, I bring the cash in Toot it and boot it, YG, we be mackin' |
| But Bobby Brackins, puff pass the stack, and |
| You tonight, boo, quit asking |
| I’m still a stunna, baby, bro, what’s your number? |
| «143,» the hottest song of the summer |
| «I'm Ready» and «,» those the next singles |
| «143» is all the ladies' ringtone |
| Made another hit for the radio station |
| Hotel, motel, or the Holiday Inn |
| That’s where we go to get it popping like a Pepsi can |
| And I still don’t even care if you a lesbian |
| 143−3-3 (hey, what it do) |
| 143−3-3 (hey, what it do) |
| 143−3-3 (hey, what it do) |
| When they see me in the club, it’s like «I love you» |
| Baby is a bad lil' busybody, she 'bout it All them other be hating 'cause they ain’t got it You sexy as ever, so all the players wanna smash |
| But you sneak through all the lame games, it’s like |
| Me and you together, like sweaters and cold weather |
| You the hottest little thing in the game, ain’t nothing better |
| You all about your mail, I ain’t talking 'bout a letter |
| You a independent lady, I love a go getter |
| 143, she like I L-O-V-E |
| When she see me she be screaming, I’m like hold up, freeze |
| She rip my clothes off and started grinding on me You know what they say, man, sex sells |
| So I got her turned up off an ex pill |
| I can’t even tell you how the rest feel |
| All I remember is her saying how her neck feel |
| Bobby, what’s brackin', he probably in the mansion |
| With some girls who speak English with a accent |
| Looking like Eve and got a thing for fashion |
| I told her, «I love you, girl, with a passion» |
| Fast when I pass on that ass like a V6 |
| Pushaz Ink, songs like this be remixed |
| Talking 'bout he balling, when he shoot, I bet he miss |
| And a lollipop ain’t the only thing she lick |
| Mr. D-O-double R, I know you know the name |
| The up the part, that’s how you know he lame |
| But now you dealing with a star, your life about to change |
| Ain’t no lies, spit game, ain’t even my thing |
| So I’ma rap it instead |
| I’m texting 143 if you ain’t catch what I said |
| I wake up early in the morning, give you breakfast in bed |
| Bre-bre-breakfast in bed, I want your body instead |
| Girl, I love you, I love you, I love you |
| Yeah, 143, yeah, 143, I-I-I-I-I-I love you |