Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

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

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

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

ass bitches
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 blur
And they know different
No time for these fake ass

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

I down 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 with it,
I believed in for a hot minute
as a friend in the moment
but you had to go ghost, me lonely

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

Fake ass
When they in your face,
But behind you it well wishes
When they all the food off your plate
and they 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 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 just like 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 back it
You be running mouth
And it don't match actions
And I ain't shade, I'm just saying
Act it's 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 ass, bitch

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 worry 'em, middle fingers up to these...

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

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

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