Lyrics Right Now & Later On - Fabolous
(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
coupe's
all
I
want
(yeah)
And
I
brought
the
hammer
if
y′all
front
(woooh)
Yeah,
the
kid
been
makin
these
mami′s,
yell
"papacita"
Since
Kangols
and
shell-top
Adidas
Love
when
te-ta's
look
like
they′ll
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
Lifestyles
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
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
everday,
know
why,
why
not
nigga?
(Chorus)
Right
now
you
probably
like
me,
but
Later
on
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
I
just
got
to
do
it
Fuck
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
the
coupe
could
come
in,
damnit
man"
All
I
say
to
the
heffers
is
"Jesus"
Keep
swallowin
my
kids,
mights
as
well
have
no
nephews
and
nieces
I
know
you
wanna
sip
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
your
womb
And
the
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
dame
who
name′s
hard
to
pronounce
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
Look
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
With
bitches
suckin
me
up
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
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1 Click & Spark
2 Keepin' It Gangsta
3 Young'n
4 Get Right
5 Ride for This (feat. Ja Rule)
6 One Day
7 Trade It All (feat. Jagged Edge)
8 Right Now & Later On
9 Take You Home (feat. Lil' Mo)
10 Get Smart
11 Can't Deny It (feat. Nate Dogg)
12 Ma' Be Easy
13 We Don't Give A
14 The Bad Guy (feat.ng Pain In Da Ass)
15 Gotta Be Thug
16 If They Want It
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