Lyrics:
Brass: N. Y. I dig
Reeds: What about it?
Brass: N. Y. is big
Reeds: People tout it
Brass: I flip my wig
Reeds: What about?
Brass: 'Bout
Brass Monkey, that funky Monkey
Brass Monkey junkie
That funky Monkey
Brass, got this dance that's more than real
Drink Brass Monkey here's how
Brass Monkey, that funky Monkey
Brass Monkey junkie
That funky Monkey
Brass, got this dance that's more than real
Drink Brass Monkey here's how
Hoo, better get that brass ready, huh
Here we go, hey
Shake that brass
Stop 이리와 싹 갈아엎자
너와 나 여기 판을 바꿔봐
지금 이 리듬은 준비 된 frying pan
Bass 와
Circle to the left, old brass wagon.
Circle to the left, old brass wagon.
Circle to the left, old brass wagon.
You're the one, my darling.
I'm a man not a mother
Solid gold brass got a mean streak
And it's running through my veins
Solid gold brass gotta green streak
And it's going
You're listening to 307 The Shits, featuring the Thumbs Top Hits
This song is for all them hoes. It's called...
Brass Toes
Brass knuckles, fitted
Studded gloves?
Or brass knuckles?
What are gonna use the make the Cunt crippled?
For this piece of shit I won't act Fucking civil
Beat 'em with
the blood moon draws
Hit mon champ let they teeth eat brass
Got a switch in the back so don't fuck with my bag
Hit mon champ let they teeth eat brass
Got
my insurance go cover this
Cuz head is spinning
Take it back to brass tax-
Take it back to brass tax-
Take it back to brass tax-
They saw we
Verse 1 Let’s Go To A Drum ‘n’ Brass Party,
Everybody’s in the street.
Let’s Go To A Drum ‘n’ Brass Party,
Where the funky people
Circle to the left the old brass wagon.
Circle to the left the old brass wagon.
Circle to the left the old brass wagon.
You’re the one, my
answered?
And is there even need?
Working class
Bold as brass
I've got the taste for lager
Working class
Bold as brass
My life means nowt without her
Brass monkey, that funky monkey
Brass monkey junkie, that funky monkey
Brass monkey, that funky monkey
Brass monkey junkie, that funky monkey
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Whatever
Lay baby lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Lay baby lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors you have in your mind
I gonna show them
with Brass in your glass
Bally N OJ will put you on your ass
I'm Such a hippie i wanna smoke
Some grass
Roll it up Toke it up puff puff pass
Cotton
baby, let me take you away (ah uh baby)
Now last night
Brass Monkey, that funky Monkey
Brass Monkey junkie
That funky Monkey
Brass, got this
Or something in the air
You're looking peaky
And you're losing all your hair
'Cause you're allergic to brass
Comin' out in a rash
You're allergic to brass
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Lay, lady, lay, lay across my big brass bed
Whatever
brass band
Brass band
Like a ten piece brass band
I want you to surprise me
Turn me back into myself
Got rid of these distractions
Stayed out
Mmh yeah
Flow con il nos
Maglia rosa come un leader, un boss
Yeah
Spingo sul gas
1000 in tasca, trap kid come Brass
Yeah
No Micheal Kors
Nuovo drip,
to sleep with the Brass City Sleeper
Tengo tres amigas
Put you to sleep with the Brass City Sleeper
Brass City where you at
It's The O.G
Making that money
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