Letra de L8 CMMR

[Verso 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 men, them been wrong
Nobody will get to see
Cause he's gonna spend his life with me

[Pre Coro]
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 'til this fat lady sings

[Coro]
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
What 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
(Late comer, he's a late comer)

[Verso 2]
My lover, my lover
Shoots and scores like he's Maradona
Undercover, 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

[Pre Coro]
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 'til this fat lady sings

[Coro]
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
What 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


[Puente]
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

[Coro]
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
What 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
What 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
(Late comer, he's a late comer)