Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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