Luyện nghe bài hát Fab. [Explicit]

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

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

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

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

You can go jump on the
You money with your lame ass friends
Go ahead and jump on the
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 in your 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 I needed you?

ass bitches
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 they words and they blur
And they know different
No time for fake ass bitches

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

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

How about a for the real ones?
Put it down, had my since day one
Never hear 'em throwing no shade, no
So if you one of us, up
of the gossip?
Think you had
Don't worry 'em, middle fingers up to these...

ass bitches
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 and they actions blur
And don't know 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

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