Fabolous F- Timbaland Right Now And Later On Lyrics

Right Now And Later On Lyrics

[Timbaland]

 Uh, c'mon, uh, c'mon

 [Fabolous]

 Uh, William H. Bonnie, ma' I make you Famous

 

 

 [Fabolous]

 Some little pretty mami's is all I need (yeah)

 Hennessy,Cristal, and sticky weed (uh huh)

 A little drop sports cuope's all I need (yeah)

 And I brought the hammer if y'all front (woooh)

 

 

 Yeah, the kid been makin these mami's, yall "papacita"

 Since Kangols and shell-top Adidas

 Love when te-ta's look like they pop through beaters

 And the hips won't fit in the L-drop two-seater

 But ma' I ain't the type to love ya

 I'm a triflin, good for nothin, type a brother

 This cute face'll make your wife smile

 And I check in two bags and one's just a suitcase full of Liftstyles

 And we both rent out playa

 Difference is you a sweet subsitute, I'm a Penthouse playa

 Y'all seen my rings borders

 It's full of queen and king's daughters, as clean as spring water

 'F's for the freakin, 'A's alright (yeah)

 'B's for bottles that pop all night(uh huh)

 'O's for the ounces that I got (say what)

 That we blow everyday, know why, why not?

 

 

 [chorus]

 Right now you probably like me, but

 Later no you gonna love me and 

 Right now you probably want me, but

 Later on you gonna need me and (yeah) 

 Right now you don't like me, but 

 Later on you gonna hate me (what)

 And just got to do it

 F*** y'all, I'm a keep doin my thing

 

 

 It's the hoodrat Hugh Hefner, that bend dimes, too

 The five plus one, sittin on ten times two

 Shorty when I'm through.....

 I'm a know if you nice on the mic and if your friend rhyme, too

 It's so funny how I suit the women

 They know I'm still spendin show money from "Superwoman"

 They like "where'd he get those twenties?"

 And " I didn't know that's a color that a coupe could come in, damnit man"

 All I say to the heffers is "Jesus"

 Keep swallowin my kids, might as well have no nephews and nieces

 I know you wanna slip Proof

 And try an make me crack a smile, just so you can see my chipped tooth

 I'm tryna' get you, in and out of my room

 Just to get, in and out of my womb

 And rocks in mine glare, somethin, like Times Square

 Excuse me miss, you want me to sign where? (sign where?)

 

 

 [Chorus]

 

 

 Fab's hard to be found

 But most likely I'm with a foreign damn who name's hard to pronouce

 I started out, gettin hard by the ounce

 No more cash in stashes, it's cards in accounts 

 The way I make 'em nod to the bounce

 Somebody call Silvia and tell her ship larger amounts

 This playa make 'em scream a scheme

 My closest look like I keep gettin traded from team to team

 Looks sleezy, it's difficult but me and Tim the only ones that make pimpin

 look easy

 Tell me how I'm gonna make my album cleaner

 Even B****** suckin me like vacuum cleaners

 Even chickens wanna cluck outside

 (Timbaland: Yo' Fab, it must be the truck outside)

 And mami can't stop eyein

 And when I said my rims was only nineteens, she said "stop lyin!"

 

 

 [Chorus]

 

 

 [Timbaland talking]

 Say what, say what, uh huh

 You don't need us, huh?

 I see you comin back to her

 Like that, with the two step

 Fabolous, we out