Brass In Pocket

I got brass in my pockets 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-oh, 'cause I am 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 It's got me scared, but 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-oh, 'cause I am 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