Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

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

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

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

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

You can go on the bandwagon
You yell money with your lame ass
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 in your face, now listen
You got with it,
I believed in for a hot minute
Good as a friend in the
but you had to go ghost, me lonely

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

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

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

How about a 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, fingers up to these...

ass bitches
When smile 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 they actions
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 on the bandwagon
With you fake ass

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