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DJ]
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous 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 win tonight's

Hello, (Hello) ha ha ha, who is this, (Shaunita Laquan)
What's goin' on girl, (Nothin' much goin' on)
where you callin' 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 simple for the

The and the CD
was song number 1, (Come and Talk 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 guys let's get back to interview)
Yeah, yeah alright up
(OK I have question) Yeah
(I wanna know what you guys think about groups dissing
Jodeci?)
We think, now why don't you get out those pants
(No, people are that 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 shit off, lipstick and all girl
(Well talk about the album) Get naked baby damn ha ha ha

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

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

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

I don't wanna be rude babe, but you really 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 take off your clothes that's really all I want
Let me see it

Jodeci x2]
Give it up, it up you got it
we what you got, you got it
Give it up, it up you got it
it off, take it off you got it

Got more than what it take baby to a N-I-double G-A drop
So when you wanna take it off, please don't you stop
36-24, your waist like a car
When ya wanna drop it girl, we can go far, ooh

[Chorus: Exteneded with K-Ci

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

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

[Chorus repeated to fade; Jodeci ad-libs]