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

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[Chorus]

[Bridge: x2] 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

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