Luyện nghe bài hát L8 CMMR

Good lover, good
Feels like a long whole summer
L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR
My is a bad mothafucker
He can bring it, it all day long
All over my wong
will get to see
'Cause gonna spend his life 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 I see his face
I feel like I could win the
And when he calls, when he calls my
I know in the long game
Why would I him for?
I ask for any more
I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him
He won me, game, set, and

L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR

My lover, my
and scores like he's Maradona
Undercover, under the
My mind is a bad
Anybody, anyone see
I'd have him eventually
Me and him have a thing rare
All the girls can look

You can't him
No way he's taken, ladies, I don't mean his
Look at my
He's nowhere 'til this fat lady sings

And I see his face
I like I could win the race
And when he calls, when he calls my
I we're in the long game
Why I leave him for?
I couldn't ask for any
I send, I wouldn't 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
put this thing into words
My for him's absurd

You can look, girl, but you can't
Don't know why I love you so
Can't put this into words
My love for absurd

And I see his face
I feel I could win the race
And when he calls, he calls my name
I know we're in the 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

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

L8 CMMR, he's a L8