Luyện nghe bài hát L8 CMMR

Good lover, good
Feels good like a long summer
L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR
My mind is a bad
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 can't him
No way he's taken, ladies, I mean his babies
Look at my
He's going 'til this 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 game
Why would I him for?
I ask for any more
I send, I wouldn't send him back
He won me, game, set, and

L8 CMMR, he's a L8

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

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

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

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

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

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 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, when he my name
I know we're in the long
Why would I him for?
I ask for any more
I wouldn't send, I send him back
He won me, game, set, and

L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR