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