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 *] 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 [* *]
[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]