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That funky Monkey
Brass Monkey junkie
That funky Monkey
Brass
Got this dance that's more than real
Drink Brass Monkey here's how you feel
Put your left leg down, your right leg up
Tilt your head back let's finish the cup
M.C.A. with the bottle, D. rocks the can
Ad-Rock gets nice with Charlie Chan
We're offered Moet, we don't mind Chivas
Wherever we go with bring the Monkey with us
Double R. foots the bill most definitely
I drink Brass Monkey and I rock well
I got a castle in Brooklyn that's where I dwell
Brass Monkey
That funky Monkey
Brass Monkey junkie
That funky Monkey
Brass
'Cause I drink it anytime and any place
When it's time to get ill, I pour it on my face
Monkey tastes def when you pour it on ice
Come on y'all it's time to get nice
Coolin' by the lockers getting kind of funky
Me and the crew, we're drinking Brass Monkey
This girl walked by she gave me the eye
I reached in the locker grabbed the Spanish Fly
I put it with the Monkey mixed it in the cup
Went over to the girl, yo baby, what's up?
I offered her a sip, the girl she gave me lip
It did begin the stuff wore in and now she's on my tip
Brass Monkey
That funky Monkey
Brass Monkey junkie
That funky Monkey
Brass