I was asked in New York City, “Do you like my clothes?”   I'm talking to my tape recorder, walking down the road   But on Friday night, I'm purified that my feet don't touch the floor   When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes      Everyday is f*cking perfect, it's a paradise   Watch my life like it's a movie, have to watch it twice   A boy looks at a girl, and a girl looks like a pony   She gallops all day long, in between my toes and    Every night she's purified, she don't do that dance no more   When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes      [I'm skankin' on the dance floor, I'm drunk off that Hennessey   I ain't sober, I don't mix with Coca-Cola or soda   But right now up I'm a roller, I take a look over my shoulder   And I see this sexy thing, I think it's time to walk my way over   So I shuffle on my heals, and bounce on my toes   I'm crazy as she knows, still it's too good I suppose   Still she dare gon' play, she backed it up   So I got behind her, and I lapped it up   Then we danced all night, until the sun came out   Then I took her to my yard then I wrapped it up]      A member of the Juju Nation down in New Orleans   You don't need an application if you move your feet      Explode, if you poke it   Exposed, on the floor   It grows, if you soak it   It rolls, out the door      Now it's summer time, every night, now my feet don't touch the floor   She don't do that dance no more, in between my toes   Him and you, you and I, I don't do that dance no more   When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes      The lady starts to sing, but she ain't no disco dancer   She learned to shake her thing, in between my toes      Explode, if you poke it   Exposed, on the floor   It grows, if you soak it   It rolls, out the door   (x2)