Brass In Pocket

Got brass in pocket Got bottle, I'm gonna use it Intention I feel inventive Gonna make you, make you, make you notice Got motion restrained emotion Been diving Detroit leaning No reason just seems so pleasing 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 'Cause I'm gonna make you see There's nobody else here No one like me I'm special [(special)], so special [(special)] I gotta have some of your attention Give it to me Got rhythm, I can't miss a beat Got new skank it's so reet Got something I'm winking at you 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 'Cause I gonna make you see There's nobody else here No one like me I'm special [(special)], so special [(special)] I gotta have some of your attention Give it to me 'Cause I gonna make you see There's nobody else here No one like me I'm special [(special)], so special [(special)] I gotta have some of your attention Give it to me Mmm-woah