Luyện nghe bài hát L8 CMMR

Good lover, lover
Feels like a long whole summer
L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR
My is a bad mothafucker
He can it, bring it all day long
All over my wong
will get to see
'Cause he's spend his life with me

You have him
No way taken, ladies, I don't mean his babies
Look at my
He's going 'til this fat lady sings

And when I see his
I feel like I win the race
And when he calls, he calls my name
I we're in the long game
Why would I leave him
I ask for any more
I wouldn't send, I wouldn't him back
He won me, game, set, and

L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR

My lover, my
Shoots and scores he's Maradona
Undercover, the covers
My is a bad motherfucker
Anybody, anyone see
I'd caught him eventually
Me and him a thing that's rare
All the can look elsewhere

You have him
No way taken, ladies, I don't mean his babies
at my ring
He's nowhere 'til this fat lady sings

And when I see his
I like I could win the race
And when he calls, he calls my name
I we're in the long game
Why would I him for?
I ask for any more
I wouldn't send, I wouldn't him back
He won me, game, set, and

You can look, girl, but you touch
Don't know why I you so much
Can't put thing into words
My love for him's

You can look, girl, but you can't
Don't why I love you so much
Can't put this thing words
My for him's absurd

And when I see his
I feel like I win the race
And he calls, when he calls my name
I know we're in the long
Why would I leave him
I ask for any more
I wouldn't send, I wouldn't him back
He won me, game, set, and

And when I see his
I feel like I could win the
And he calls, when he calls my name
I know in the long game
Why I leave him for?
I ask for any more
I send, I wouldn't send him back
He won me, game, set, and

L8 CMMR, he's a L8