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Mann

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    [Intro:]
    Yeah, what's haddenin'?
    You already know who it is
    Uh, Shawty Mack
    Pow, some call me the 5-3 G
    But you can call me Mann
    And this is
    My West LA
    Diary
    Part 3
    Birthday Philosophy fool
    West LA is in the house
    WestSideStoryy is in the house
    The Face Gang in the house
    All up in yo mouth

    [Verse 1:]
    I'm so West LA 'till the death of me
    And I'm so C-A like the letters next to the letter P
    If she ain't with the business I don't stress it, I let her be
    Obviously she has never ever ever met a G
    Not G in the form of gangster, but G in the form of greatness
    My mind is worth a million, don't care what the foremen thinking
    I keep it one hunnid, young Benjamin Franklin
    Not wanna deal with all this ignorant hating
    O-o-oh insecure at? You need drinks, everybody breaking your glass
    In this race for the G's I'm first and you're last
    You got this hating disease, and I can't cure that
    But your girl is sick of you and I can make her feel better
    Got an ass like Lequisha and her face is real Heather
    Yeah, I bet I get her wetter than that I see at the weather
    Clapper with the wordplay, plus it's a nigga's birthday

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    [Interlude:]
    YUMP
    So as you can see I'm going in on this mixtape
    It's more on the lyrical tip maine
    As far as can be I thought it was the only fittin'
    That on the first mixtape Vintage Cuts
    Showed you I had swag
    Near Life Experience showed you I can make a song
    And Birthday Philosophy
    Shows you the skills and the reason I got my Def Jam deal nigga

    [Verse 2:]
    Uh, I bet you never seen a youngin with this much swag
    Eighteen, 5-3, Baddie beside me
    Sorry B's would never fly G's for a make-up bag
    Just giving her my idea, and feel it as a must-have
    Yeah, B-D-A-Y-B-O-Y-Z
    Every day we fly, get high, and need a vaccine
    My team years better than most men up in they 20's
    Munchin' over me, and the bros go, and hit up ginnies
    The perfect representation of a LA team
    If no-one do I bet all of LA were Latin
    Not the same thing I'm new lane, 3D-team
    Need a banging, a jerk, this is way flier
    So West LA Fairfax fashion is fire
    New to the game, just get higher, you been fire
    My flow been fire, you just started listening to it
    I'm a name my lane "The young fly nigga music"

    [Outro:]
    Shout out to everybody that made this possible
    Shout to my brothers, my birthday boys
    Keith White, Selfmade Bates, because...
    Shout out to the Face Gang
    Shout out to my own standing bros
    Shout out to everybody in West LA
    Brodie Shane, T-Smoove, Money
    Shout out to Red Vision
    Shout out to Mercury Island, Def Jam
    Shout out to Beluga Heights
    Shout out to A-2-Z Entertainment
    Last but not least: Shout out to my family because without my family I'd be nowhere ya feel me?
    Birthday Philosophy fool
    Mann

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