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

Hello, (Hello) ha ha ha, who is this, (Shaunita Laquan)
What's goin' on girl, (Nothin' much goin' on)
Nothin' where you from, (New Jersey)
OK, I got the loop for you, go and do your shout-out
And then we'll get to the
(OK, I'd like to a shout-out to Boo-Boo and to Marquesha)
(And to my Tasha) OK one simple 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 on guys let's get back to this interview)
Yeah, yeah alright up
(OK I another question) Yeah
(I wanna know what you think about these groups dissing
Jodeci?)
We don't think, now why don't you get out those
(No, people are saying you guys cannot make it again)
You know what, maybe we can't, why don't you it off
(No are saying you cannot do it)
Take that off, lipstick and all girl
(Well let's about the album) Get naked baby damn ha ha ha

Baby it off for Jo-Jo
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 take it off it off (Baby you got it)
Can you make me hard I'm soft (Baby you got it)
So take it off take it off (Baby you got it)
Your body make me off the trigger, Redman

Here comes the up, pick up pick up
Comin' from my brain was spliffed up
Before cha' picked up
The Funkadelic 2-01 pandama
Is there (NO!)
I make run for cover
Hey yo, who wanna an orgy y'all
see y'all
I slap so many punans you think I'm made of bee-ba
Stop if ya guard
Better keep my guns
For my jimi in my bullets have to take flight

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

I don't be rude babe, but you really turn me on
I wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't
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
we what 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, 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
it goin', like that
Keep it goin' baby, that like that
it goin', like that
Keep it baby, like that like that
it goin', like that
The rap Funkadelic, yo

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

repeated to fade; with Jodeci ad-libs]