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 it, bring it all day long
All my lemon wong
Nobody get to see
'Cause gonna spend his life with me

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

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 couldn't ask for any
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 he's
Undercover, the covers
My is a bad motherfucker
Anybody, anyone see
I'd caught him eventually
Me and him a thing that's rare
All the girls can look

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

And I see his face
I like I could win the race
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 wouldn't send him
He won me, game, set, and

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

And I see his face
I feel like I could win the
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 wouldn't him back
He won me, game, set, and

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

L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR