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Phat Rabbit Lyrics - Back For The First Time - Ludacris

I be that nigga named Luda 

A.K.A. L-O-V-A, L-O-V-A 

Fuck that shit, nigga what you wanna 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 

I drop shit like birds 

And 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 fat tracks 

That a nigga Timbaland put down 

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

Don't have time for the petty shit 

Cause I got mo' dick, than a lil' bit 

And time flies, when I'm having fun 

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

I guess that they can't handle this 

The brother's just too scandalous 

If you don't wanna get freaked, 

Get up out my way just like in an ambulance (say what) 

Gitty up gitty up ride on to the real, lay in death to the fake 

And tell your boyfriend just to chill, don't player hate! 

Kick back relax and just take off yo' shoes 

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

Yeah 

 

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[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 (oh, 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) 

 

Photos 

 

Fatter than fat, fat like a dub sack 

Showing them where that love's at 

So open up yo' eyes, and get a surprise like in Cracker Jacks 

Punan' Don happy, giving up that nappy dug out 

Get the cut up, then I cut out 

Why you standing there wit yo' butt out (whoo) 

And it's always in the back of my mind 

Whatever the place, whatever the time 

Even in College Park after dark I'ma get that sunshine 

Closer than close, closer than most, then I'm all up in ya 

But beginners give me a thigh, breast, and leg like Mrs. Winter 

And let dinner be served 

Can I get it on a platter, shatter your bladder 

And put so much light in yo' life I'll make the roaches scatter 

The wetter the better, I'm ready to get ya 

Gotta have that rabbit like that cheddar 

So I can freak you 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 

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

Yeah 

 

[Chorus] 

 

Yo' love is supa-cala-fragalistic 

You don't know how bad I missed it 

If it broke then don't fix it 

Yo stuff is butter like a biscuit 

Reminisce like Mary, I gotta pop that cherry 

Kinda like that coochie, you wanna be my hoochie? 

Better than my adversary 

Don't be so scary 

I, 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 

Tripping while we rip and ride, 'til I get you to cum inside 

Got you where I want yo' ass 

In the case of an emergency, break the glass 

Keep yo eyes on the present and erase the past 

And be happy if we got mo' blunts to pass 

Get done up and run up 

In the guts 'til yo' butt don't shake like it used to 

I wake 'em up like a rooster 

Take it slow, not faster than a turbo booster 

No worry, no hurry - no pain, no gain 

Better keep yo' eyes on strain 

Cause ain't a damn thing changed, mayn 

Sit back, relax and just take off yo shoes 

 

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

Yeah 

 

[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 

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 

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 

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 

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 

Fat rabbit, fat rabbit 

 

What, uh huh 

Yea 

Dirty South, can y'all really feel me 

East Coast, feel me 

West Coast, feel me 

Dirty South, can y'all really feel me 

East Coast, feel me 

West Coast, feel me 

Dirty South, (uh huh) can y'all really feel me 

East Coast, feel me 

West Coast 

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