Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

Sweetie I want your cookies
If you're looking for applause, looking
Your boring,
a little more spice in my cooking

Honey you don't want my
If you had 'em you would to the bottom
You bring your life jacket
Cause people like you handle this, no

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

Fake ass
When smile in your face,
But you it ain't well wishes
When they eating all the food off plate
And they don't do
When words and they actions blur
And don't know different
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
you fake 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 loud in 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

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

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

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

You not my BFF, you not my
You a ass bitch just like the resty
I was all the way down, you was all the way
Now you come back cause I'm all the way gone
I got both middle all the way up
If a fraud broads, id on't two fucks
If I say something, my back it
You be running your
And it don't match your
And I ain't throwing shade, I'm saying
Act it's a buffet and eat off your own plate
it not a compliment when I say you fab
You just a F-A-B with your ass, bitch

How a hand 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 all the food off your plate
And they do dishes
When they and they actions blur
And they know different
No time for fake ass bitches

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

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