L8 CMMR

Album: Girls Volume 2: All Adventurous Women Do… (2014)
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  • Good lover, good lover
    Feels good like a long whole summer
    L8 CMMR, he's a L8 CMMR
    My mind is a bad mothafucker
    He can bring it, bring it all day long
    All over my lemon wong
    Nobody will get to see
    'Cause he's gonna spend his life with me

    You can't have him
    No way he's taken, ladies, I don't mean his babies
    Look at my ring
    He's going nowhere 'til 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
    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

    L8 CMMR, he's a L8 CMMR

    My lover, my lover
    Shoots and scores like he's Maradona
    Undercover, under the covers
    My mind is a bad motherfucker
    Anybody, anyone could see
    I'd have caught him eventually
    Me and him have a thing that's rare
    All the girls can look elsewhere

    You can't have him
    No way he's taken, ladies, I don't mean his babies
    Look at my ring
    He's going nowhere 'til 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
    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 you 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 you 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 could 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 could 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

    L8 CMMR, he's a L8 CMMR Writer/s: GREG KURSTIN, LILY ALLEN
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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