Editted by Biba
Hey Mr. DJ, in case you forgot
I came to get down So you better make it hot
Cause I can‘t jump around when I hear groove killers
When I‘m out sitting down, it‘s a clear time stealer
Give me a track with a phat kind of beat
A groove so unique that it kicks me off my seat
Cause I won‘t find a mood with a new spine chiller
When the crowd hits the room, it‘s a true crowd thiller
Freeze, better make it hot
Music please, blow the spot
Play that funky music
That is how we want it Floorfiller
That is how we need it Floorfiller
Something‘s outta order, people in the corners
Don‘t you see it
Can‘t you feel it
Floorfiller
Crank up a bass that can raise up the roof
A bomb diggy drum comin‘ at me with a poof
Gotta boom, shake the room, cause we‘re all heat seekers
With a jam that can slam down the walls, mindfreaker
Freeze, better make it hot
Music please, blow the spot
Play that funk