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

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 we'll get to the countin'
(OK, I'd like to a shout-out to Boo-Boo and to Marquesha)
(And to my homegirl Tasha) OK one question 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, alright what's up
(OK I have another question)
(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 saying that you guys cannot it again)
You know what, we can't, why don't you take it off
(No they are you cannot do it)
Take that off, lipstick and all girl
(Well let's talk the album) Get naked baby damn ha ha ha

Baby it off for Jo-Jo
take it off for Mr. Dal (Baby you got it)
Baby it off for K-Ci (Baby you got it)
Now take it off for me (Baby you got it)
So baby take it off 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 comes the stick up, up pick up
Comin' Jersey my brain was spliffed up
Before that picked up
The Funkadelic super pandama
Is another (NO!)
I make condoms run for
Hey yo, who wanna have an y'all
Let's see
I slap so many punans you would think I'm of bee-ba
Stop if ya guard
Better my guns tight
For my in case my bullets have to take flight

I'm than gang
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 year my records sell like that

I don't wanna be rude babe, but you turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I
They way you is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes 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 a hydraulic car
When ya wanna drop it girl, we can go far, ooh

[Chorus: Exteneded K-Ci ad-libs]

Keep it baby, like that like that
it goin', like that
Keep it goin' baby, like that like
Keep it goin', like
Keep it goin' baby, like that that
Keep it goin', like
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 draws for the cause if ya it
Now do you feel good honey dip then drop ya draws
I see you, there's that I G'd you
A small world, I f**ked a bunch a black, fat and tall
Smoke a Marlboro when tales like 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 when the girl take off her tens
there it is, that's what I mean with the tag team
Then jest like 95 when ya look out
And then maybe next year maybe I show her that ya out
from the 94' from the hood drop
Got mad skills cop feels
Plus my crew good

[Chorus to fade; with Jodeci ad-libs]