Luyện nghe bài hát L8 CMMR

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

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

And I see his face
I feel I could 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 wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him
He won me, game, set, and

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

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 absurd

And when I see his
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 couldn't ask for any
I wouldn't send, I send him back
He won me, game, set, and

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

L8 CMMR, he's a L8