Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

Sweetie I want your cookies
If you're looking for applause, looking
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 bring your life jacket
Cause like you can't handle this, no

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 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 fake ass bitches

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

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

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

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

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

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

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
of the gossip?
Think you had
worry about 'em, middle fingers up to these...

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

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

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