Luyện nghe bài hát L8 CMMR

Good lover, lover
Feels good like a long summer
L8 CMMR, he's a L8
My is a bad mothafucker
He can bring it, it all day long
All over my lemon
Nobody get to see
'Cause he's gonna spend his with me

You have him
No way he's taken, ladies, I mean his babies
at my ring
He's going 'til this fat lady sings

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

L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

L8 CMMR, he's a L8