Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

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

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

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

ass bitches
When they smile in face,
But behind you it ain't well
When they 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 with your lame ass friends
Go ahead and on the bandwagon
you fake ass bitches

I down in the trenches,
you should know but you pay attention
You wouldn't know real if it screamed out loud in your face, now listen
You got with it,
I in your for a hot minute
Good as a friend in the
but you had to go ghost, leave me

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

Fake ass
When they in your face,
But behind you it well wishes
When they eating all the off your plate
and don't do dishes
When words and they 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 and jump 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 tryna come back I'm all the way gone
I got both fingers all the way up
If a fraud broads, id on't two fucks
If I say something, my moves'll it
You be running mouth
And it match your actions
And I ain't throwing shade, I'm just
Act like it's a buffet and eat off own plate
it not a compliment when 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 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
When they smile in face,
But behind you it well wishes
When they all the food off your plate
And they do dishes
When words and they actions blur
And don't know different
No for these fake ass bitches

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

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