Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

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

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

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

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

You can go jump on the
You yell with 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 with it,
I believed in for a hot minute
as a friend in the moment
but you had to go ghost, leave me

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

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

You can go on the bandwagon
You yell money with 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 tryna come back cause I'm all the way
I got both middle all the way up
If a fraud broads, id on't two fucks
If I say something, my moves'll it
You be running your
And it don't match your
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 your fake ass, bitch

How about a hand for the real
Put it down, had my back day one
Never hear about 'em no shade, no
So if you one of us, up
Tired of the
you had enough?
Don't about 'em, middle fingers up to these...

Fake ass
When they 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 they blur
And they don't know
No time for these fake ass

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

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