Luyện nghe bài hát L8 CMMR

Good lover, good
Feels good 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 he's spend his life with me

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 like I could win the
And when he calls, when he calls my
I we're in the long 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, a L8 CMMR

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

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

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

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 touch
Don't why I love you so much
put this thing into words
My love for him's

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

And when I see his
I feel like I could win the
And he calls, when he calls my name
I know we're in the long
Why I leave him for?
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