Luyện nghe bài hát L8 CMMR

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

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

And when I see his
I feel I could win the race
And when he calls, when he 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

L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR

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

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

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 him for?
I ask for any more
I wouldn't send, I send him back
He won me, game, set, and

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

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

And when I see his
I feel like I win the race
And he calls, when 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 send him
He won me, game, set, and

And I see his face
I feel like I win the race
And when he calls, when he my name
I know in the long 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

L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR