Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

Sweetie I don't your cookies
If you're looking for applause, looking
Your boring,
Meed a little more spice in my

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

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

Fake ass
they smile in your face,
But behind you it ain't well
When they eating all the off your plate
And don't do dishes
When they and they actions blur
And don't know different
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
you fake ass bitches

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

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

Fake ass
When smile in your face,
But behind you it ain't well
When they eating all the off your plate
and they don't do
When they words and they actions
And they know different
No time for these fake ass

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

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

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

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

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

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