Brass in Pocket

I got brass in my pocket

I got powder and I'm gonna use it

Intention, I'm feeling myself

Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

Got motion, extreme emotion

I've been driving, Detroit leaning

No reason, just seems so pleasing

Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

I'm gonna use my arms

I'm gonna use my legs

I'm gonna use my style

I'm gonna use my senses

I'm gonna use my fingers

I'm gonna use my, my, my imagination

Oh, 'cause I, I'm gonna make you see

There's 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

It's got me scared but it's so sweet

Got something, I'm winking at you

Gonna make you, make you, make you notice

I'm gonna use my arms

I'm gonna use my legs

I'm gonna use my style

I'm gonna use my senses

I'm gonna use my fingers

I'm gonna use my, my, my imagination

Oh, 'cause I, I'm gonna make you see

There's nobody else here

No one like me

I'm special, so special

I got to have some of your attention

Give it to me

Give it to me

Give it to me

Give it to me

Give it to me

Give it to me

Give it to me