Fabolous F/ Timbaland - "Right Now & Later On" lyrics

[Timbaland] Uh, c'mon, uh, c'mon Uh, William H. Bonnie, ma' I make you Famous [Fabolous] [Fabolous] Some little pretty mami's is all I need (yeah) Hennessy,Cristal, and sticky weed (uh huh) And I brought the hammer if y'all front (woooh) A little drop sports cuope's all I need (yeah) 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 Y'all seen my rings borders It's full of queen and king's daughters, as clean as spring water Difference is you a sweet subsitute, I'm a Penthouse playa 'B's for bottles that pop all night(uh huh) 'F's for the freakin, 'A's alright (yeah) 'O's for the ounces that I got (say what) That we blow everyday, know why, why not' [chorus] Right now you probably want me, but Right now you probably like me, but Later no you gonna love me and Right now you don't like me, but Later on you gonna need me and (yeah) 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 They know I'm still spendin show money from "Superwoman" It's so funny how I suit the women 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 The way I make 'em nod to the bounce I started out, gettin hard by the ounce No more cash in stashes, it's cards in accounts Somebody call Silvia and tell her ship larger amounts My closest look like I keep gettin traded from team to team This playa make 'em scream a scheme 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