Lyrics:

Brass Monkey, that funky Monkey
Brass Monkey junkie
That funky Monkey

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
Adrock gets nice with Charlie Chan
We're offered Moet, we don't mind Chivas
Wherever we go with bring the Monkey with us
Adrock drinks three
Mike D. is D.
Double R. foots the bill most definitely
I drink Brass Monkey and I rock well
I got a catle in Brooklyn that's where I dwell


Brass Monkey, that funky Monkey
Brass Monkey junkie
That funky Monkey

Cause I drink it anytime and anyplace
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

Step up to the bar put the girl down
She takes a big gulp and slaps it around
Take a sip, you can do it, you get right to it
We had a case in the place and we went right through it
You got a dry Martini thinking you're cool
I'll take your place at the bar, I smack you off your stool
I'll down a '40 dog' in a single gulp
And if you got beef you'll get beat to a pulp
Monkey and parties and reelin' and rockin'
Def, def
Girls, girls
All y'all jockin'
The song and dance keeping you in a trance
If you don't buy my record I got my advance
I drink it
I think it
I see it
I be it
I love Brass Monkey but I won't give D. it
We got the bottle you got the cup
Come on everybody let's get ffffff

Brass Monkey, that funky Monkey
Brass Monkey junkie
That funky Monkey