Lyrics

Filly brown super star status Life style lavish the rap gang ladies slavish juvenile Gone wild kill you with a smile the world is all mine Check the Myspace profile Voice of the people so real like a clock the new Hustler on the block somebody better call the cops I'm lights out pull the plug You should feel me like a thug The hottest thing in the club ain't no falling in love When the walls came crashing When the truth came out I'm a rapper not a poet "AKA" the people's mouth Activist I'm a fighter I'm a writer Words of wisdom I'm not a thief in the night I'm a vision from prison I'm one of you I'm all of you I've made mistakes with the plan i fell down for 2 grand help me up if you can I'm here to stay if you let me never make that mistake my whore is the name and filly brown is the game.
Writer(s): Lamont Dozier, Brian Holland, Edward Jr. Holland Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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