(feat. Ludichris)    [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  Punan' Don happy  Givin' up that nappy dug out  Get the cut up, then I cut out  Why you standin there wit yo' butt out (whoo)  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 light in yo' life I'll make the roaches scatter  The wetta the betta, 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 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    [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-cala-fragalistic  You don't know how bad I missed it  If it broke then 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  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  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 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