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 it, bring it all day long
All over my lemon
will get to see
'Cause gonna spend his life with me

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

And I see his face
I feel like I win the race
And when he calls, when he calls my
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

L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR

My lover, my
Shoots and 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 that's rare
All the girls can elsewhere

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 when I see his
I feel like I win the race
And when he calls, when he my name
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 touch
know why I love you so much
Can't put this thing 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 like I win the race
And when he calls, when he calls my
I we're 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

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