Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

Sweetie I don't your cookies
If you're looking for applause, keep
recipe's boring,
Meed a more spice in my cooking

Honey you don't want my
If you had 'em you would to the bottom
You should bring your jacket
Cause like you can't handle this, no

were you when I needed you?
Tell me, where were you when I you?

Fake ass
When they in your face,
But behind you it well wishes
When they eating all the food off your
And they don't do
When they words and actions blur
And they don't know
No time for these ass bitches

You can go on the bandwagon
You yell money with lame ass friends
Go and jump on the bandwagon
you fake ass bitches

I down in the trenches,
you should but you don't pay attention
You wouldn't know real if it screamed out loud in your face, now listen
You got away it,
I believed in for a hot minute
as a friend in the moment
but you had to go ghost, leave me

Where were you when I needed
Tell me, where were you when I needed

ass bitches
When they in your face,
But behind you it ain't wishes
When eating all the food off your plate
and they don't do
they words and they actions blur
And they don't know
No time for these fake ass

You can go jump on the
You yell money with your lame ass
Go and jump on the bandwagon
With you ass bitches

You not my BFF, you not my
You a ass bitch just like the resty
I was all the way down, you was all the way
Now you tryna come cause I'm all the way gone
I got middle fingers all the way up
If a broads, id on't give two fucks
If I say something, my moves'll it
You be running your
And it don't match your
And I throwing shade, I'm just saying
Act like it's a buffet and eat off own plate
it not a compliment when I say you fab
You just a F-A-B your fake ass, bitch

How about a hand for the real
Put it down, had my back day one
hear about 'em throwing no shade, no
So if you one of us, up
Tired of the
Think you had
Don't worry about 'em, middle up to these...

Fake ass
they smile in your face,
But you it ain't well wishes
When they eatifg all the food off your
And they do dishes
When they words and they actions
And they don't know
No time for fake ass bitches

You can go on the bandwagon
You yell money your lame ass friends
Go and jump on the bandwagon
With you fake ass

With bitch ass...
your bitch ass...