Luyện nghe bài hát Fab

Sweetie I don't want your
If looking for applause, keep looking
Your boring,
a little 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
people like you can't handle this, no

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

Fake ass
When they smile in face,
But behind you it well wishes
When eating all the food off your plate
And they don't do
When they words and they 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 ahead and jump on the
you fake ass bitches

I down in the trenches,
you know but you don't pay attention
You wouldn't know talk if it screamed out loud in your face, now listen
You got away it,
I believed in your for a hot
Good as a in the moment
but you had to go ghost, me lonely

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

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

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

You not my BFF, you not my
You a fake ass bitch just like the
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 give two fucks
If I say something, my moves'll it
You be your mouth
And it don't your actions
And I ain't shade, I'm just saying
Act like it's a buffet and eat off own plate
Cause it not a compliment I say you fab
You just a F-A-B with your ass, bitch

How about a hand for the real
Put it down, had my back day one
hear about 'em throwing no shade, no
So if you one of us, up
Tired of the
Think you had
Don't about 'em, middle fingers up to these...

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

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

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