Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

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

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

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

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

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

I down in the trenches,
you know but you don't pay attention
You wouldn't know real if it screamed out loud in your face, now listen
You got away 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 when I you?
Tell me, where you when I needed you?

Fake ass
When they smile in 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 ass bitches

You can go jump on the
You yell money with your lame ass
Go ahead and on the bandwagon
With you 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 tryna come cause 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 back it
You be your mouth
And it don't your actions
And I throwing shade, I'm just saying
Act it's a buffet and eat off your own plate
Cause it not a 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
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 they smile in face,
But behind you it well wishes
When they eatifg all the food off plate
And they do dishes
When they words and actions blur
And they don't different
No time for fake ass bitches

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

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