Ludacris Ludacris & Timbaland - Phat Rabbit Lyrics

Ludacris-
I be that n____ named ludi
A k a l-o-v-a l-o-v-a
f___ that s___
n____ what you wan say one time
Southside lets ride (say what)
And if you love what you do, do what you feel
Then I know you gonna mark my words
Yall drop s___ like birds
Then its about the time for yo a__ to get served
Just lay it on down
Just lay it on down
While we relax to the tight raps
And the phat tracks
That that n____ timbaland put down
Oh yes, lets get it on down to the nitty grit
Dont have no time for the patient
Cuz I got more d___ than a lil bit
And time flies, when Im havin fun
I can make a hoe get like forrest gump and just run baby run
I guess that they cant handle this
Brothers just to scandalous
If you dont wanna get freaked
Then get out my way like an ambulance (say what)
Gitty up gitty up ride up on the real, let death to the fake
And tell you boyfriend just to chill, dont playa hate
Kick back relax, and just take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea

(chorus 1)
Timbaland (crowds)-
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit (ohhh, cmon)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit (uh oh)

Ludacris-
Fatter than fat facts like a dove sack
Showin them where that loves at
So open up your eyes and get a surprise like in crackerjacks
Punan don happy
Givin up that nappy dug out
Get the cut up, then I cut out
Why you standin there wit yo b___ out (whoo)
And its always in the back of my mind
Wherever the place, whenever the time
Even in college park, after dark, ima get my sunshine
Closer than close, closer than most, then Im all up in ya
Beginner, give me a thigh, breast, and wing like ms. winner
And let dinner be served
Can I get it on a platter, shatter your bladder
And put so much light in yo life Ill make the roaches scatter
The wetta the betta, Im ready to get ya
Gotta have rabbit like that cheddar
So I can freak ya like I just met ya
Hot like a sauna, get comfy like in a cadillac
Nick nack paddy wack give a dog a bone jack
Kick back relax and just take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea

(chorus 2)
Timbaland (crowds)-
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it (let me feel it)
Let me grab it (let me grab it)
That fat rabbit (fat rabbit, fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that rabbit, girl (ohhh, cmon)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
Fat rabbit, girl (fat rabbit, fat rabbit)
Let me touch it, girl (let me touch it)
Let me feel it, girl (let me feel it)
Let me grab it, girl (let me grab it)
That-that fat rabbit, girl (uh oh)

Yo love is supa-cala-fragalistic
You dont know how bad I missed it
If it broke then dont fix it
Yo stuff is b___a like a biscuit
Reminisce like mary
I gotta pop that cherry
Kinda like that coochie
You wanna be my hoochie
Better than my advesary
Dont be so scary
I, never thought that you could act up
Make a n____ wanna back up
Keep it tight through the night while I wet this track up
So we can slip and slide
Make you wanna dip and dive
Trippin while we rip and ride
Til I get to the coming side
Got you where I want yo a__
In the case of an emergency, break the glass
Keep yo eyes on the president, erase the past
We be happy if we had more blunts to pass
Get done up and run up
And the guts of yo b___ dont shake like they used to
I wake em up like a rooster
Take it slow, not faster than a turbo rooster
No worry, no hurry
No pain, no gain
Keep yo eyes on strain
Cuz aint a d___ thing changed
Kick back, relax and take off yo shoes
Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea

(chorus 2)

Crowds-
Let me touch it, let me touch it
Let me feel it, let me feel it
Let me grab it, let me grab it
Fat rabbit, fat rabbit
(repeat x4)

Timbaland-
Wha, uh huh
Yea
Dirty south, can yall really feel me
East coast, feel me
West coast, feel me
Dirty south, can yall really feel me
East coast, feel me
West coast, feel me
Dirty south, (uh huh) can yall really feel me
East coast, feel me
West coast