Good lover, lover Feels like a long whole summer L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR My mind is a bad He can it, bring 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 don't mean his Look at my He's going 'til this fat lady sings
And when I see his I feel like I win the race And when he calls, when he my name I know we're in the game Why I leave him for? I ask for any more I send, I wouldn't send him back He won me, game, set, and
L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR
My lover, my Shoots and like he's Maradona Undercover, the covers My is a bad motherfucker Anybody, could see I'd have caught him Me and him have a thing that's All the girls can elsewhere
You can't him No way he's taken, ladies, I don't mean his Look at my He's nowhere 'til this fat lady sings
And when I see his I feel like I win the race 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 send him back He won me, game, set, and
You can look, girl, but you touch Don't why I love you so much put this 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 into words My for him's absurd
And I see his face I feel like I win the race And he calls, when he calls my name I we're in the long 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
And when I see his I feel like I win the race And he calls, when he calls my name I we're in the long 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
L8 CMMR, a L8 CMMR