Texty: Esmee Denters. Love Dealer.

(Intro)
Let's go,
Baby I gotta have some more,
Turn the track up,
What's it gonna take to get a score,
Turn the beat up,
Got me like a feet banging on your door,
I think I want some of that,
Why don't you meet me on the floor?
And then?

(Verse 1)
Step into my office won't you like to sample a taste of my stuff,
I've got a million different flavors all the boys say they can't get enough,
Want some under your skin you're begging me for more,
You'll get addicted to this but baby you've been more,
Don't let these innocent eyes fool you when I'm on the floor, the floor, the floor,

(Chorus)
Cause I could be your dealer,
I can be your only friend when you meet her,
I'll keep you coming back again,
You can call me anytime I can make you feel fine,
You can tell my bag of chicks if you need a fix,
Then I'm a dealer, Hey!
Love love dealer, Hey (check it out)

(Verse 2)
All those other pushes they say
They got that good stuff that you already know
(You already know what it is)
That they can't do what I do oh no,
I'll take you places that you never thought you'd go,
I can get you so high with the things I do,
You get a rush in your veins and we start to move,
Don't let these innocent eyes fool you when I'm on the floor, the floor, the floor,

(Chorus)
You can call me anytime I can make you feel fine,
You can tell my bag of chicks if you need a fix,
Then I'm a dealer, Hey!
Love love dealer, Hey (check it out)

(Verse 3)
Baby I gotta have some more,
Ass roll back and you feel dizzy,
What's it gonna take to get a score,
Now you got me in your system.
Got me like a feet banging on your door,
So now you know what you've been missing,
Why don't you meet me on the floor?
And then?
You'd don't gotta say that you like it,
I can tell by the look in your eyes,
Won't you give it a try, you'll be mine,

(Chorus x2)

(Thanks to Melanie for these lyrics)