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Versuri Timbaland Fat Rabbit

I be that nigga named Luda 
AKA 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 Phat 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 havin' 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 
 
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 Phat rabbit 
  (Phat rabbit, phat rabbit, phat 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) 
Phat rabbit 
  (Phat rabbit, phat 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 phat rabbit 
 
Phatter than Phat, Phat like a dub sack 
Showin' them where that love's at 
So open up yo' eyes and get a surprise like in Cracker Jacks 
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 
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 wetta the betta, 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 
 
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 Phat rabbit 
  (Phat rabbit, phat rabbit, phat 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, girl 
  (Let me feel it) 
Let me grab it, girl 
  (Let me grab it) 
Phat rabbit, girl 
  (Phat rabbit, phat rabbit) 
 
Let me touch it 
  (Let me touch it) 
Let me feel it, girl 
  (Let me feel it) 
Let me grab it 
  (Let me grab it) 
That, that phat rabbit, girl 
 
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 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 
 
Trippin' 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 
 
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 Phat rabbit 
  (Phat rabbit, phat rabbit, phat 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, girl 
  (Let me feel it) 
Let me grab it, girl 
  (Let me grab it) 
Phat rabbit, girl 
  (Phat rabbit, phat rabbit) 
 
Let me touch it 
  (Let me touch it) 
Let me feel it, girl 
  (Let me feel it) 
Let me grab it 
  (Let me grab it) 
That, that phat rabbit, girl 
 
Let me touch it, let me touch it 
Let me feel it, let me feel it 
Let me grab it, let me grab it 
Phat rabbit, phat 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 
Phat rabbit, phat 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 
Phat rabbit, phat 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 
Phat rabbit, phat rabbit 
 
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, can y'all really feel me? 
East Coast, feel me 
West Coast
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