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DJ]
Hot 98.7 FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
I'm Williams
So we $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci [* Phone
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Let's go to the phones and see who's gonna win

Hello, (Hello) ha ha ha, who is this, (Shaunita Laquan)
What's on girl, (Nothin' much what's goin' on)
Nothin' where you from, (New Jersey)
OK, I got the loop for you, go ahead and do your
And then we'll get to the
(OK, I'd like to make a shout-out to and to Marquesha)
(And to my homegirl Tasha) OK one simple for the

The and the CD
What was song number 1, (Come and to Me) Ah Jodeci [*
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[Jodeci to DJ]
Ha, he uh oh girl, oh shit, ha ha oh shit
(OK come on let's get back to this interview)
Yeah, yeah alright up
(OK I another question) Yeah
(I wanna know what you guys think about these dissing
Jodeci?)
We don't think, now why don't you get out those
(No, people are that you guys cannot make it again)
You know what, maybe we can't, why you take it off
(No are saying you cannot do it)
that shit off, lipstick and all girl
(Well let's talk the album) Get naked baby damn ha ha ha

Baby take it off for
take it off for Mr. Dal (Baby you got it)
Baby take it off for (Baby you got it)
Now take it off for me (Baby you got it)
So take it off take it off (Baby you got it)
Can you me hard cause I'm soft (Baby you got it)
So baby it off take it off (Baby you got it)
Your body make me pull off the trigger,

Here the stick up, pick up pick up
from Jersey my brain was spliffed up
Before that cha' up
The Funkadelic 2-01 pandama
Is there (NO!)
I make run for cover
Hey yo, who have an orgy y'all
see y'all
I slap so many punans you would I'm made of bee-ba
Stop if ya extra-large
keep my guns tight
For my jimi in case my bullets have to take

I'm cooler than
When I rock hits, kick in vain
Place boxed up so keep ya up
Ya damn skippy, I rap on tracks
Their records platinum, so next year my records sell that

I don't wanna be babe, but you really turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I
way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout off your clothes babe that's really all I want
Let me see it

[Chorus: x2]
Give it up, it up you got it
Show we you got, you got it
Give it up, it up you got it
Take it off, it off you got it

Got more than what it take to make a N-I-double G-A drop
So when you wanna take it off, please girl you stop
36-24, your waist like a car
When ya wanna drop it girl, we can go far, ooh

[Chorus: Exteneded K-Ci ad-libs]

Keep it goin' baby, that like that
Keep it goin', that
it goin' baby, like that like that
Keep it goin', like
Keep it goin' baby, like that that
Keep it goin', that
The rap Funkadelic, yo

When I the frame out, I feel OK now
My style is way out, out
Ya wanna taste now, because my out
the Funkadelic
Hey yo, G it's me smell it, it
And drop ya for the cause if ya felt it
Now do you good honey dip then drop ya draws quick
I see you, that tatoo I G'd you
A small world, I f**ked a a black, fat and tall girls
Smoke a Marlboro when shack tales Erick Bell
Now pardon my I ain't with that bull they pulled on Tyson
I got my ghetto license and I'm
The homies dive in the girl take off her size tens
Whoomp there it is, that's what I mean the tag team
Then jest like 95 South ya look out
And then maybe next year I show her that ya played out
Redman from the 94' from the hood
Got mad skills that cop
Plus my crew still

repeated to fade; with Jodeci ad-libs]