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    Pete Tong / Lyrics

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    "You Got It [Cosmic Dub]" Lyrics

    Pete Tong feat. Jodeci

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    Hot 98.7 Kiss FM, it's the world famous dial to pay countdown
    I'm Wendy Williams
    So we have $98 in Kiss Cash and the new CD by Jodeci
    Let's go to the phones and see who's gonna win tonight's countdown
    Hello, (Hello) ha ha ha, who is this, (Shaunita Laquan)
    What's goin' on girl, (Nothin' much what's goin' on)
    Nothin' where you callin' from, (New Jersey)
    OK, I got the loop for you, go ahead and do your shout-out
    And then we'll get to the countin'
    (OK, I'd like to make a shout-out to Boo-Boo and to Marquesha)
    (And to my homegirl Tasha) OK one simple question for the countdown
    The money and the CD
    What was song number 1, (Come and Talk to Me) Ah Jodeci

    Ha, he uh oh damn girl, oh shit, ha ha oh shit
    (OK come on guys let's get back to this interview)
    Yeah, yeah alright what's up
    (OK I have another question) Yeah
    (I wanna know what you guys think about these groups dissing Jodeci?)
    We don't think, now why don't you get out those pants
    (No, people are saying that you guys cannot make it again)
    You know what, maybe we can't, why don't you take it off
    (No they are saying you cannot do it)
    Take that shit off, lipstick and all girl
    (Well let's talk about the album) Get naked baby damn ha ha ha

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

    Here comes the stick up, pick up pick up
    Comin' from Jersey my brain was spliffed up
    Before that cha' picked up
    The Funkadelic 2-01 super pandama
    Is there another (NO!)
    I make condoms run for cover
    Hey yo, who wanna have an orgy y'all
    Let's see y'all
    I slap so many punans you would think I'm made of bee-ba
    Stop if ya guard extra-large
    Better keep my guns tight
    For my jimi in case my bullets have to take flight
    I'm cooler than gang
    When I rock hits, kick raps in vain
    Place boxed up so keep ya glocks up
    Ya damn skippy, I rap on Jodeci tracks
    Their records platinum, so next year my records sell like that then

    I don't wanna be rude babe, but you really turn me on
    I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
    They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
    If yout take off your clothes babe that's really all I want
    Let me see it

    Give it up, give it up you got it
    Show we what you got, you got it
    Give it up, give it up you got it
    Take it off, take it off you got it

    Give it up, give it up you got it
    Show we what you got, you got it
    Give it up, give it up you got it
    Take it off, take it off you got it

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

    Give it up, give it up you got it
    Show we what you got, you got it
    Give it up, give it up you got it
    Take it off, take it off you got it

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

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

    Give it up, give it up you got it
    Show we what you got, you got it
    Give it up, give it up you got it
    Take it off, take it off you got it

    Give it up, give it up you got it
    Show we what you got, you got it
    Give it up, give it up you got it
    Take it off, take it off you got it
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.
    Written by Donald Degrate, Donald Earle De Grate, Joel Lamonte Hailey, Reggie Noble.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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