Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

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

Honey you don't want my
If you had 'em you sink to the bottom
You should bring your jacket
people like you can't handle this, no

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

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

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

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

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

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

You can go on the bandwagon
You money with your lame ass friends
Go ahead and on the bandwagon
you fake 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 back 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 moves'll it
You be running mouth
And it don't match actions
And I ain't shade, I'm just saying
Act like it's a buffet and eat off your own
it not a compliment when I say you fab
You just a F-A-B with fake ass, bitch

How a hand for the real ones?
Put it down, had my back day one
Never about 'em throwing no shade, no
So if you one of us, up
Tired of the
Think you had
worry about 'em, middle fingers up to these...

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

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

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