Luyện nghe bài hát L8 CMMR

Good lover, good
Feels like a long whole summer
L8 CMMR, he's a L8
My is a bad mothafucker
He can it, bring it all day long
All my lemon wong
will get to see
'Cause he's gonna spend his with me

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

And I see his face
I feel like I could win the
And when he calls, when he my name
I we're in the long game
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

L8 CMMR, he's a L8

My lover, my
and scores 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 rare
All the girls can look

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

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

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

And I see his face
I feel like I 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 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 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