The Rubbers Song

The Pharcyde

Roll me up/AIDS is wack



(repeat 16X)




You better stop!




[Slim Kid Tre]



It takes at least one woman true said



Though which rain doesn't calculate the fate



Sliding through the secret garden, I beg the pardons



Regarding the odds with my snake, he's such a slut



And every will of God it gets marked as a winner



Diggin in the hoes and the soap like a tenor sax



and baby got backs



Spread the fenders no one hinders yo I can't hold it back



in the darkness, many play like they won't get caught and



Every day we be up there stalkin



Pay attention when you're harkin embarkin



Territories never throws until we see the dolphin



caught in the tuna net, cause you will get



A birds eye triple high noose to the neck



Yo, who's read to go?



When Slim brings Grim to the show?




You better stop!



And think about it



(repeat 4X)



You better stop!




[Imani]



The beauty of the booty got me in a trance



In my pants I be squirmin, like Pee Wee Herman



From a single table dance but she knows I beez



No Pee Weed, cause I beez



Kingin like Kong cause my ding-a-ling's long



With my ding dong I make crotches sing songs



Make the guts say praise I'll pays for the duty



The day I go sliding, bare in a room



in a butt hot greasy slot



Without my unraveling what knots



What I gots is a plan and a plot



Already got the crotch, hoppin like scotch



Ready hot and willin but I know the penicillin ain't killin



this Public Enemy, so it's gonna be



Doomsday for the gift I flip



Gotta get a grip, crip, blood be trippin when I'm whippin



asses like cream, I know what you mean



I try to comp