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

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

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

Baby take it off for
Baby it off for Mr. Dal (Baby you got it)
take it off for K-Ci (Baby you got it)
Now baby it off for me (Baby you got it)
So baby it off take it off (Baby you got it)
Can you make me cause I'm soft (Baby you got it)
So take 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 picked up
The Funkadelic 2-01 super
Is there (NO!)
I make run for cover
Hey yo, who have an orgy y'all
see y'all
I slap so punans you would think I'm made of bee-ba
if ya guard extra-large
Better keep my guns
For my jimi in case my bullets have to flight

I'm cooler gang
I rock hits, kick raps in vain
Place boxed up so ya glocks up
Ya damn skippy, I rap on Jodeci
Their records platinum, so next year my records sell that

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

[Chorus: x2]
it up, give 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 baby to make a N-I-double G-A
So when you wanna take it off, girl don't you stop
36-24, your waist like a car
When ya wanna it girl, we can go very far, ooh

[Chorus: Exteneded with K-Ci

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

When I tear the out, I feel OK now
My style is way out, out
Ya taste now, because my name out
Who's the
Hey yo, G me smell it, inhale it
And ya draws for the cause if ya felt it
Now do you feel good honey dip then ya draws quick
I see you, there's tatoo I G'd you
A small world, I f**ked a a black, fat and tall girls
Smoke a Marlboro when shack tales like Erick
Now pardon my French I with that bull they pulled on Tyson
I got my ghetto and I'm drivin'
The dive in when the girl take off her size tens
Whoomp there it is, what I mean with the tag team
Then jest like 95 South when ya out
And maybe next year maybe I show her that ya played out
from the 94' from the hood drop
Got mad skills cop feels
Plus my still good

[Chorus repeated to fade; with ad-libs]