Текст песни Fabolous f Timbaland - Right Now & Later On
Fabolous f Timbaland - Right Now & Later On слова песни
[T] Uh, c`mon, uh, c`mon[F] 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 AdidasLove when te-ta`s look like they`ll pop through beatersAnd the hips won`t fit in the L-drop two-seaterBut ma` I ain`t the type to love yaI`m a triflin, good for nothin, type a brotherThis cute face`ll make your wife smileAnd I check in two bags and one`s just a suitcase full of LifestylesAnd we both rent out playaDifference is you a sweet subsitute, I`m a Penthouse playaY`all seen my rings bordersIt`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, butLater on you gonna love me andRight now you probably want me, butLater on you gonna need me and (yeah)Right now you don`t like me, butLater on you gonna hate me (what)And I just got to do itFuck y`all, I`m a keep doin my thingIt`s the hoodrat Hugh Hefner, that bend dimes, tooThe five plus one, sittin on ten times twoShorty when I`m through....I`m a know if you nice on the mic and if your friend rhyme, tooIt`s so funny how I suit the womenThey 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, might as well have no nephews and niecesI know you wanna sip ProofAnd try an make me crack a smile, just so you can see my chipped toothI`m tryna` get you, in and out of my roomJust to get, in and out of your wombAnd the rocks in mine glare, somethin like Times SquareExcuse me miss, you want me to sign where? (sign where?)[Chorus]Fab`s hard to be foundBut most likely I`m with a foreign dame who name`s hard to pronounceI started out, gettin hard by the ounceNo more cash in stashes, it`s cards in accountsThe way I make `em nod to the bounceSomebody call Silvia and tell her ship larger amountsThis playa make `em scream a schemeMy closest look like I keep gettin traded from team to teamLook sleezy, it`s difficultbut me and Tim the only ones that make pimpin look easyTell me how I`m gonna make my album cleanerWith bitches suckin me up like vacuum cleanersEven chickens wanna cluck outside(Timbaland: Yo` Fab, it must be the truck outside)And mami can`t stop eyeinAnd when I said my rims was only nineteens, she said "stop lyin!"[Chorus][Timbaland]Say what, say what, uh huhYou don`t need us, huh?I see you comin back to herLike that, with the two-stepFabolous, we out