Luyện nghe bài hát Right Now & Later On

Uh, c'mon, uh,
Uh, William H. Bonnie, ma' I make you

The kid been these mami's, yell "papacita"
Since Kangols and Adidas
Love when look like they'll pop through beaters
And the hips won't fit in the L-drop
But ma' I ain't the to love ya
I'm a triflin', good for nothin', type a
cute face'll make your wife smile
And I check in two bags and just a suitcase full of lifestyles

And we rent out playa
Difference is you a subsitute, I'm a Penthouse playa
Y'all my rings borders
It's full of queen and daughters, as clean as spring water
'F's for freakin', A's
(Yeah)
'B's for that pop all night
(Uh huh)
'O's for the ounces I got
(Say what)
That we everday, know why, why not nigga?

Right now you probably me, but
Later on you love me and
Right now you want me, but
Later on you need me, yeah

Right now you like me, but
Later on you gonna me
(What)
And I got to do it
Fuck y'all, I'm a doin' my thing

It's the hoodrat Hugh Hefner, bend dimes, too
The five plus one, sittin' on ten two
Shorty I'm through
I'm a know if you nice on the mic and if friend rhyme, too
It's so funny how I the women
They I'm still spendin show money from "Superwoman"
They like, "Where'd he get twenties?"
And "I didn't know that's a that the coupe could come in
man"

All I say to the is "Jesus"
Keep my kids, mights as well have no nephews and nieces
I you wanna sip Proof
And try to me crack a smile
Just so you can see my chipped
I'm tryna' get you, in and out of my
Just to get, in and out of your
And the in mine glare, somethin' like Times Square
Excuse me miss, you me to sign where?

Right now you probably me, but
Later on you love me and
Right now you probably me, but
Later on you gonna me, yo

Right now you like me, but
Later on you gonna me, what
And I got to do it
Fuck y'all, I'm a keep my thing

Fab's hard to be
But most likely I'm with a foreign dame who name's to pronounce
I started out, gettin' hard by the
No more in stashes, it's cards in accounts
The way I 'em nod to the bounce
Somebody Silvia and tell her ship larger amounts
This playa make 'em a scheme
My closest look I keep gettin' traded from team to team

Look sleezy, it's but me
And Tim the only ones that make look easy
me how I'm gonna make my album cleaner
With bitches suckin' me up vacuum cleaners
Even wanna cluck outside
(Yo' Fab, it be the truck outside)
And can't stop eyein'
And when I said my rims was nineteens, she said, "Stop lyin'!"

now you probably like me, but
Later on you love me and
now you probably want me, but
Later on you need me, yeah

now you don't like me, but
Later on you gonna hate me,
And I got to do it
y'all, I'm a keep doin' my thing

Say what, say what, uh huh
You don't need us,
I see you back to her
that, with the two-step
Fabolous, we out