[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