Lyrics of
Brass in Pocket

I got brass in my pocket
I got powder and I'm gonna use it
Intention, I'm feelin g myself
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice
Commotion extreme emotion
I've been driving Detroit leaning
No reason just seems so pleasing
Gonna make you, make you, make you notice
Gonna use my arms
Gonna use my legs
'Cos 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, can't miss the beat