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Got brass in pocket |
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Got bottle, I'm gonna use it |
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Intention, I feel inventive |
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Gonna make you, make you, make you notice |
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Got motion, restrained emotion |
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Been driving, Detroit leaning |
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No reason, just seems so pleasing |
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Gonna make you, make you, make you notice |
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Gonna use my arms, gonna use my legs |
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Gonna use my style, gonna use my sidestep |
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Gonna use my fingers |
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Gonna use my, my, my imagination |
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'Cause I gonna make you see |
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There's nobody else here, no one like me |
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I'm special, so special |
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I gotta have some of your attention, give it to me |
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Got rhythm, I can't miss a beat |
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Got new skank, it's so reet |
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Got something, I'm winking at you |
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Gonna make you, make you, make you notice |
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Gonna use my arms, gonna use my legs |
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Gonna use my style, gonna use my sidestep |
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Gonna use my fingers |
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Gonna use my, my, my imagination |
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'Cause I gonna make you see |
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There's nobody else here, no one like me |
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I'm special, so special |
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I gotta have some of your attention, give it to me |
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'Cause I gonna make you see |
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There's nobody else here, no one like me |
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I'm special, so special |
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I gotta have some of your attention, give it to me |
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Oh, and when you walk |
