Good lover, lover Feels good like a whole summer L8 CMMR, he's a L8 My mind is a bad He can bring it, bring it all day All over my lemon will get to see 'Cause he's gonna spend his life me
You can't him No way he's taken, ladies, I don't his babies at my ring He's going 'til this fat lady sings
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 couldn't ask for any I send, I wouldn't send him back He won me, game, set, and
L8 CMMR, he's a L8
My lover, my Shoots and like he's Maradona Undercover, the covers My is a bad motherfucker Anybody, could see I'd caught 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 mean his babies Look at my He's going nowhere this fat lady sings
And I see his face I feel like I win the race And he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the game 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
You can look, girl, but you touch 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 can't Don't know why I love you so Can't put thing into words My love for absurd
And when I see his I like I could win the race And he calls, when he calls my name I know we're in the game Why I leave him for? I ask for any more I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him He won me, game, set, and
And I see his face I feel like I could win the 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 send, I wouldn't send him back He won me, game, set, and
L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR