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Phat Rabbit LyricsSong: Phat RabbitPhat Rabbit Lyrics
Album Back For The First TimeAlbum: "Back For The First Time" by LudacrisAlbum Back For The First Time



Song Text:


[Ludacris - Verse One]I be that nigga named Ludia k a L-O-V-A
L-O-V-AFuck that shitNigga what you wan say one timeSouthside let's
ride (say what)And if you love what you do, do what you feelThen I know
you gonna mark my wordsYall drop shit like birdsThen it's about the time
for yo ass to get servedJust lay it on downJust lay it on down While
we relax to the tight rapsAnd the phat tracksThat that nigga Timbaland
put downOh yes, let's get it on down to the nitty gritDon't have no time
for the patientCuz I got more dick than a lil' bitAnd time flies, when
I'm havin' funI can make a hoe get like Forrest Gump and just "run baby
run"I guess that they can't handle thisBrothers just to scandalousIf
you don't wanna get freakedthen get out my way like an ambulance (say
what)Gitty up gitty up ride up on the real, let death to the fakeAnd
tell you boyfriend just to chill, don't playa hateKick back relax, and just
take off yo shoesCuz 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)[Ludacris - Verse Two]Fatter than fat facts
like a dove sackShowin' them where that love's atSo open up your eyes
and get a surprise like in CrackerJacksPunan' Don happyGivin' up that
nappy dug outGet the cut up, then I cut outWhy you standin there wit yo'
butt out (whoo)And it's always in the back of my mindWherever the place,
whenever the timeEven in College Park, after dark, I'ma get my
sunshineCloser than close, closer than most, then I'm all up in
yaBeginner, give me a thigh, breast, and wing like Ms. WinnerAnd let
dinner be servedCan I get it on a platter, shatter your bladderand put
so much light in yo' life I'll make the roaches scatterThe wetta the betta,
I'm ready to get yaGotta have rabbit like that cheddarSo I can freak ya
like I just met yaHot like a sauna, get comfy like in a CadillacNick
nack paddy wack give a dog a bone JackKick back relax and just take off yo
shoesCuz 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)[Ludacris]Yo' love is
supa-cala-fragalisticYou don't know how bad I missed itIf it broke then
don't fix itYo stuff is butta like a biscuitReminisce like MaryI
gotta pop that cherryKinda like that coochieYou wanna be my
hoochieBetter than my advesaryDon't be so scaryI, never thought that
you could act upMake a nigga wanna back upKeep it tight through the
night while I wet this track upSo we can slip and slideMake you wanna
dip and diveTrippin' while we rip and rideTil I get to the coming
sideGot you where I want yo assIn the case of an emergency, break the
glassKeep yo eyes on the President, erase the pastWe be happy if we had
more blunts to passGet done up and run upAnd the guts of yo butt don't
shake like they used toI wake 'em up like a roosterTake it slow, not
faster than a turbo roosterNo worry, no hurryNo pain, no gainKeep yo
eyes on strainCuz ain't a damn thing changedKick back, relax and take
off yo shoesCuz I gotta tell you what I wants to do (uh oh)
Yea[Repeat CHORUS TWO][Crowds] Let me
touch it, let me touch itLet me feel it, let me feel itLet me grab it,
let me grab itFat rabbit, fat rabbit[repeat
x4][Timbaland]Wha, uh huhYeaDirty South, can
y'all really feel meEast Coast, feel meWest Coast, feel meDirty
South, can y'all really feel meEast Coast, feel meWest Coast, feel
meDirty South, (uh huh) can y'all really feel meEast Coast, feel
meWest Coast

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