L8 CMMR

[Verse 1:]

Good lover, good lover

Feels good like a long hot summer

Late comer, he's a late comer

My man is a bad motherfucker

He can bring it, bring it all day long

All other man, them been wrong

Nobody will get to see

'Cause he's gonna spend his life with me

[Refrain:]

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

[Chorus:]

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

[Post-Chorus:]

Late comer, he's a late comer

[Verse 2:]

My lover, my lover

Shoots and scores like he's Maradona

Under cover, under the covers

My man is a bad motherfucker

Anybody, anyone could see

I'd have caught him eventually

Me and him have a thing that's rare

Other girls can look elsewhere

[Refrain]

[Chorus]

[Bridge: 2x]

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

[Chorus 2x]

[Post-Chorus]