Paroles de L8 CMMR

Good lover, good lover
Feels good like a long whole summer
Late comer, he's a late comer
My mind is a bad motherfucker
He can bring it, bring it all day long
All other man, them been wrong
Nobody will get to see
That he's gonna spend his life with me
You can't have him
No way he's taken in ladies
I don't mean his babies
Look at my ring
He's going nowhere till this fat lady sings

And when I see his face
I feel like I could win the race
And when he calls, when he calls my name
I know we're in the long game
And when I lad him fall
I couldn't ask him anymore
I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back
He want me game certain match

My lover, my lover
Shoes and scores like he's Maradona
Undercover Other girls can look elsewhere

You can't have him
No way, he's taken ladies
I've got me his babies
Look at my ring
He's going nowhere till this fat lady sings

And when I see his face
I feel like I can win the race
And when he calls, when he calls my name
I know we're in the long game
Why would I leave him for?
I couldn't ask for any more
I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back
He won me game, set, and match

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

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

And when I see his face
I feel like I can win the race
And when he calls, when he calls my name
I know we're in the long game
Why would I leave him for?
I couldn't ask for any more
I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back
He won me game, set, and match

And when I see his face
I feel like I can win the race
And when he calls, when he calls my name
I know we're in the long game
Why would I leave him for?
I couldn't ask for any more
I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back
He won me game, set, and match