Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

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

Honey you want my problems
If you had 'em you would sink to the
You should bring your jacket
Cause people you can't handle this, no

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

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

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

I been in the trenches,
you should know but you pay attention
You wouldn't real talk if it screamed out loud in your face, now listen
You got with it,
I believed in your for a hot
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?

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

You can go jump on the
You yell money with your 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 like the
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 broads, id on't give two fucks
If I say something, my back it
You be your mouth
And it don't your actions
And I ain't throwing shade, I'm saying
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 fake ass,

How about a for the real ones?
Put it down, had my since day one
Never hear 'em throwing no shade, no
So if you one of us, up
of the gossip?
Think you had
Don't worry 'em, middle fingers up to these...

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

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

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