L8 CMMR

Good lover, good lover

Feels good like a long hot summer

Late comer, he's a late comer
My man is a bad mother****er
He can bring it, bring it all day long

All other men, them been wrong
Nobody will get to see

Cuz he's gonna spend his life with me
You can't have him

No way, he's taken ladies

I 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 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 anymore

I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back

He won me game, set, and match

（Late comer, he's a late comer）
My lover, my lover
Shots and scores like he's Maradona

Undercover, under the covers

My man is a bad mother****er

Anybody, Anyone could see

I'd caught him eventually

Me and him have a thing that's rare
Other girls can look elsewhere.
You can't have him

No way, he's taken ladies

I 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 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 anymore
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 anymore

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
son 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 anymore

I wouldn't send, I wouldn't send him back

He won me game, set, and match

Late comer, he's a late comer