Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 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 your
And it don't match your
And I ain't shade, I'm just saying
Act it's a buffet and eat off your own plate
Cause it not a compliment I say you fab
You a F-A-B with your fake ass, bitch

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

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

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

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