Fat Rabbit lyrics

Artist  : Timbaland 
Song : Fat Rabbit
 


[Ludichris Verse One]

I be that nigga
named Ludi

a k a L O V A L O V
A

Fuck that shit

Nigga what you wan
say one time

Southside let's ride (say
what)

And if you love what you do do what
you feel

Then I know you gonna mark my
words

Yall drop shit like
birds

Then it's about the time for yo ass
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 nigga Timbaland put
down

Oh yes, let's get it on down to the
nitty grit

Don't have no time for the
patient

Cuz I got more dick than a lil'
bit

And time flies, when I'm havin'
fun

I can make a hoe get like Forrest Gump
and just “run baby run�

I guess that
they can't handle this

Brothers just to
scandalous

If you don't 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,
don't playa hate

Kick back relax, and just
take off yo shoes

Cuz I gotta tell you
what I wants to do (uh
oh)

Yea



[Timbaland (Crowds)
- CHORUS]

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,
c'mon)

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)



[Ludichris - Verse
Two]

Fatter than fat facts like a dove
sack

Showin' them where that love's
at

So open up your eyes and get a surprise
like in CrackerJacks

Punada
happy

Givin' up that nappy dug
out

Get the cut up, then I cut
out

Why you standin' ther wit' yo Bud out
(wha)

And it's always in the back of my
mind

Wherever the place, whenever the
time

Even in College Park, after dark,
I'ma get my sunshine

Closer than close,
closer than most, then I'm 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 lighter in yo
life, make the roaches scatter

So what does
it matter, I'm 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 dong a bone, wack

Kick back
relax and just take off yo shoes

Cuz I
gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh
oh)

Yea



[Timbaland (Crowds)
- CHORUS TWO]

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,
c'mon)

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)





[Ludichris]

Yo
love is supa, kinda fragilistic

You don't
know how bad I fist it

Broke and don't fix
it

Yo stuff is butta like a
biscuit

Reminisce like Mary

I gotta
pop that cherry

Kinda like that
coochie

You wanna be my
hoochie

Better than my
advesary

Don't be so scary

Never
thought that you could act up

Make a nigga
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 ass

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 butt don't 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 ain't a damn thing
changed

Kick back, relax and take off yo
shoes

Cuz I gotta tell you what I wants to
do (uh oh)

Yea



[Repeat
CHORUS TWO]



[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