Tonalité : B minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Sweetie I
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don't want your cookies
If you're looking for applause,
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keep lookin'
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Your re cipe's boring,
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need a little more spice in my cookin'
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Honey you don't want my problems
If you had 'em you would
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sink to the bottom
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You should bring your life jacket
'Cause people like you
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can't handle this, no
Verse 2
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Where were you when I needed you?
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Tell me, where were you
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when I needed you?
Verse 3
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Fake ass bitches
When they smile in your face,
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but behind you it ain't well wishes
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When they eatin' all the food off your plate
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and they don't do dishes
When they words and they actions
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blur and they don't know different
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No time for these fake ass bitches
Verse 4
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You can go jump on the bandwagon
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You your money and your lame ass friends
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Go ahead and jump on the bandwagon
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With you fake ass bitches
Verse 5
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I been down in the trenches,
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you should know but you don't pay attention
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You wouldn't know real talk if it screamed
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out loud in your face, now listen
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You got away with it,
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I believed you for a hot minute
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Could've used a friend in the moment but you had to go ghost,
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leave me lonely
Verse 6
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Where were you when I needed you?
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Tell me, where were you
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when I needed you?
Verse 7
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Fake ass bitches
When they smile in your face,
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but behind you it ain't well wishes
When they eatin' all the food off your
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plate and they don't do dishes
When they words and they actions blur
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and they don't know different
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No time for these fake ass bitches
Verse 8
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You can go jump on the bandwagon
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You your money and your lame ass friends
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Go ahead and jump on the bandwagon
With you fake ass bitches
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You not
Verse 9
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my BFF, you not my bestie
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You a fake ass bitch just like the rest, see
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I was all the way down,
you was all the way gone
Now you tryna come back
'cause I'm all the way on
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I got both middle fingers
all the way up
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And for fraud broads, I don't give two fucks
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If I say something, my moves'll back it
You be running your mouth
and it don't match your actions
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And I ain't throwing shade,
I'm just saying
Act like it's a buffet and eat
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off your own plate
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'Cause it not a compliment
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when I say you fab
You just a a a F-A-B with your fake ass,
bitch
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Verse 10
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How about a hand for the real ones?
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Put it down, had my back since day one
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Never hear about 'em throwing no shade,
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no
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So if you one of us, stand up
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Tired of the gossip think
you had enough?
Don't worry about 'em, middle
fingers up to these
Verse 11
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Fake ass bitches
When they smile in your face,
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but behind you it ain't well wishes
When they eatin' all the food off your plate
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and they don't do dishes
When they words and they actions blur
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and they don't know different
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No time for these fake ass bitches
Verse 12
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You can go jump on the bandwagon
You your money and your
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lame ass friends
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Go ahead and jump on the
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bandwagon
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With you fake ass bitches
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With your bitch ass
Verse 13
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With your bitch ass
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