SPANKONIA: "It's like painting with vomit," says Naeem Juwan (left) of the dirty hip-hop he makes with Alex "XXXChange" Epton.

Juwan has toured with M.I.A. and conquered NYC's Joe's Pub with punkish-electro club music and sneering hollered Q Tip-like raps—all of which can be found on Spank Rock's just-released debut CD, YoYoYoYoYo. If you haven't seen Spank Rock do their dirty, hornball chatter and spare, crunky music at Hollertronix's Obolon-soaked nights at the Ukie Club or World Café Live, maybe you've witnessed them down I-95 at Sonar or Ottobar.

Juwan was holed up in a Manhattan hospital with pneumonia right before I found him for this interview. "Now I'm healthy and ready to destroy my body through partying like a true rocker," he says.

Baltimore is his base camp for the hard, old-school club scene where he found heroes like Frank Ski and Sean Ceasar. "If Baltimore were to get its own Rap Snacks, Scottie B'd be on the cover of that shit for starting Baltimore Club music."

It's a negative town, he says. Harsh. But that just drove Juwan further and funkier.

And Philly? It's his playground. It's the city where he could run to a Hollertronix bash and dance and take his clothes off and make out with people and do drugs off the dancefloor with a mess of kids that were all doing the same thing. It's the town where he hooked up with rap mistress Amanda Blank. I'd call her the haughty, finger-banging Cher to his Sonny. He thinks she's the Apollonia to his Prince.

"Philly has pretty good style and cute women, but it starts getting small and you realize all the girls you had crushes on have already fucked every hip dude that has come before me," says Juwan. He refers me to Plastic Little's ballad "Brooklyn" for more dirty details.

He can't stop giving thanks to Philly DJ Low Budget, who shared the first Spank Rock demo Buzz Not Bugs with Diplo. ("My original raps were more socially conscious with lotsa difficult MC tactics—like using heavy metaphors," says Juwan.) Diplo, in turn, passed it off to the Big Dada label, which dropped the first of Spank Rock's X-rated party raps—"Put That Pussy on Me" and the brand new YoYoYoYoYo.

With the exception of the grown-'n'-sexy "Bump," the so-very-personal "Competition" and the pop-hopping "Rick Rubin"—Juwan's pretty sure that song hasn't hit that producer's radar; "that nigga is working with Neil Diamond and Justin Timberlake for crying out loud"—YoYoYoYoYo is a sex record as horny, funky and thorny as any Dolemite album.

"Let's get into some real bad things," Juwan howls in "Backyard Betty"—a nasty song about the nastiest girl in the club who knows how hot she is and will shake her ass front and center to prove it.

"Yeah, but, but as soon as you try to dance with her or feel on her bootie, she starts wilding out like, 'Awww hell no! Don't touch me nigga!' And then walks away and do it to the next guy," explains Juwan.

Like a mix of old Redd Foxx records, still-piping-hot Young Jeezy tapes and '80s-worthy electro, YoYoYoYoYo layers and scratches itself to life with XXXChange's laptop banging out 808 sounds while Spank Rock—the MC—provides a chaos of screams, coughs and croons, each one dirtier than the last.

"It's like painting with vomit," says Juwan of his style. "I digest and regurgitate my influences and try to make something new."