[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