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DJ]
Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay
I'm Williams
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 gonna win

Hello, (Hello) ha ha ha, who is this, (Shaunita Laquan)
What's goin' on girl, (Nothin' much what's on)
Nothin' you callin' from, (New Jersey)
OK, I got the loop for you, go and do your shout-out
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 simple for the

The and the CD
What was number 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, yeah alright up
(OK I have another question)
(I wanna know what you guys think these groups dissing
Jodeci?)
We think, now why don't you get out those pants
(No, people are saying that you guys cannot it again)
You know what, maybe we can't, why you take it off
(No they are you cannot do it)
Take shit off, lipstick and all girl
(Well let's talk about the album) Get naked baby 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 baby it off for me (Baby you got it)
So baby it off take it off (Baby you got it)
Can you make me hard I'm soft (Baby you got it)
So baby take it off it off (Baby you got it)
body make me pull off the trigger, Redman

Here comes the stick up, up pick up
Comin' from Jersey my was spliffed up
that cha' picked up
The Funkadelic super pandama
Is another (NO!)
I make run for cover
Hey yo, who wanna an orgy y'all
Let's see
I slap so many punans you would I'm made of bee-ba
Stop if ya extra-large
Better my guns tight
For my jimi in case my bullets have to take

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

I don't wanna be rude babe, but you turn me on
I don't wanna be baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off 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
it off, take it off you got it

Got more than what it take baby to make a N-I-double G-A
So you wanna take it off, please girl don't you stop
36-24, your waist a hydraulic 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 goin' baby, that like that
Keep it goin', that
Keep it 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
the Funkadelic
Hey yo, G it's me smell it, it
And drop ya for the cause if ya felt it
Now do you feel good honey dip then drop ya draws
I see you, there's that I G'd you
A world, I f**ked a bunch a black, fat and tall girls
a Marlboro when shack tales like Erick Bell
Now pardon my French I ain't with that bull they pulled on
I got my ghetto and I'm drivin'
The homies dive in the girl take off her size tens
Whoomp it is, that's what I mean with the tag team
Then like 95 South when ya look out
And then maybe next year maybe I her that ya played out
Redman the 94' from the hood drop
Got mad skills that cop
Plus my crew good

repeated to fade; with Jodeci ad-libs]