Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

Sweetie I want your cookies
If you're for applause, keep looking
recipe's boring,
Meed a little more in my cooking

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You not my BFF, you not my
You a fake ass just like the resty
I was all the way down, you was all the way
Now you tryna come back cause I'm all the way
I got both fingers 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 throwing shade, I'm saying
Act like a buffet and eat off your own plate
it not a compliment when I say you fab
You just a F-A-B with your fake ass,

How about a for the real ones?
Put it down, had my since day one
Never 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 smile in your face,
But you it ain't well wishes
When they eatifg all the off your plate
And don't do dishes
When words and they actions blur
And they don't different
No time for these ass bitches

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

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