Lyrics: Brass In Pocket

I got brass in pocket
I got vital. i am gonna use it.
Intention, i’m feeling my dab
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

I got motion. extreme emotion.
I been drivin' (divin'?) detroit (detour?) leanin'
No reason. just seemed so pleasin'
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my-my-my-imagination
Whoa-oh 'cause i'm
Gonna make you see
Nobody else here
No one like me
I'm special! so special!
I got to have some of your attention give it to me

I got rhythm. i can't miss a beat.
I got new skank, so reet
I got somethin’ winkin' at ya
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
Gonna use my style
Gonna use my sidestep
Gonna use my fingers
Gonna use my-my-my-imagination
Whoa-oh 'cause i'm
Gonna make you see
Nobody else here
No one like me
I'm special! so special!
I got to have some of your attention give it to me 'cause i'm
Gonna make you see
Nobody else here
No one like me
I'm special! so special!
I got to have some of your attention give it to me