Luyện nghe bài hát L8 CMMR

Good lover, lover
Feels good like a long summer
L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR
My is a bad mothafucker
He can it, bring it all day long
All over my wong
will 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 going nowhere 'til fat lady 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 game
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, he's a L8

My lover, my
Shoots and scores 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 can look elsewhere

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

And I see his face
I feel like I could win the
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

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

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

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

And when I see his
I feel I could win the race
And he calls, when he calls my name
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, he's a L8