Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

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

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

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

ass bitches
When smile in your 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 actions
And don't know different
No time for fake ass bitches

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

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

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

ass bitches
When they 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 they don't different
No time for these ass bitches

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

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 back 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 moves'll it
You be your mouth
And it don't match your
And I ain't throwing shade, I'm just
Act like 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
Tired of the
you had enough?
Don't worry about 'em, fingers up to these...

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

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

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