Lil Wayne Like A Man Lyrics
Like A Man by Lil Wayne
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] Um, like a man I got all this money, all these bitches, like a man I don't want the glamour nor the glitz, and like a man; I got all these goons, all these guns, all this land, all these cars, all these boobs, all these tongues, like a man I got all these foods, all this fun, all these pools, all these tubs, all these moods, all these drugs, all these rooms, all these rugs The rules ain't for us, we just do's what we does From the moon to the sun, like a man Make her pop that pussy like a Xan I was sittin' in that cell like a pan Did it like a man, did it like a motherfuckin' man I just come from visitation, I snuck up a couple grams, hoe I be fuckin' with them champs, hoe I be skatin', I be jumpin' off them ramps, hoe I be racing, I be dustin' all them Lambos I'ma hit you, I'ma hit you with that wham, hoe Oh, oh man, hands in her pants but she got a old man She snort a dab of coke, we don't dab We gettin' money like the fuckin' Arabs The weed musty like the fuckin' Arabs Codeine in her punch, that's a straight jab Slime like a man, I call her ass a cab If her ass ain't got no ass to grab
Related The 18 Greatest Revenge Songs of All Time The 5 Most Memorable Moments From The 2017 VMAs Listen To Every Song Of The Summer Since 1958 In Our Ultimate Mega-Mix [Hook: Lil Wayne] Like a man (Heh) Like a man (Heh) Like a man, like a man, like a motherfuckin' Like a man, like a man, like a motherfuckin' Like a man
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I got all these hoes, all these woes, like a man I rock all these shows 'round the globe, like a man I ride for all my bros, that's who drove All my haters play your role, Gladiator, Russell Crowe Elevator on your floor Hot potato on the nose of the handgun Aiming at your dandruff, cocaine in my pants cuff Dodging handcuffs like a ram truck Coupe on the rims like a slam dunk She gon' catch a nut, fuck niggas catch tantrums Boy, we went from stretch Hummers to the stretch mansions 'Rari all pink like 'fuck breast cancer!' Nigga, we done made trap houses out the Hamptons Like a man Lil Tunechi off the wall, like Spider-Man Promethazine, cream soda, and the Vicodin Like a man, I've been hard since a diaper then And ever since I been on Mars, I've been buyin' land Like a man, like a gangster, like a real one These pussies get the dildo, I get the deal done Like a man, I hate a bitch with a lil' tongue And all this fuckin' old money make me feel young
Photos [Hook: Lil Wayne] Yeah, like a man, like a motherfuckin' man Like a man, like a, like a motherfuckin' man Like a, like a motherfuckin' man She gon' fuck me like a, like I'm her motherfuckin' man
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne] But the bitch got a man Oh, put that nigga in the can Uh, but she wish I was her man and I wish she would stop playin' And that nigga is a fan Like a man tho, that nigga is a fan tho You need a challenge to expand, hoe Really, you can do better, I'm just sayin' tho Uh, I'm just sayin' tho Me and you can make Magic like Orlando You naked in my bando, on my piano I put it in your asshole, you go Soprano
[Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Like a man, we some motherfuckin' assholes Make her back that ass up and then I backstroke I'm screamin' money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes These lil' niggas washed up, they need some bathrobes We the niggas, I'll stop if we in smash mode These lil' niggas washed up I'm on my last load We just take the guns up and press fast forward Got them bricks, like I'm shootin' it from half court Leave a nigga brains all over the dashboard Leave a nigga brains all over the dance floor We in private planes, all in different airports I'm about to treat a pussy like a crash course I'm so fly, I feel like I'm with the air force I can't lie, I don't like her if her hair's short Like a man, like a motherfuckin' man, no Young Money squad up and I'm the man, hoe Tunechi
Related The 18 Greatest Revenge Songs of All Time The 5 Most Memorable Moments From The 2017 VMAs Listen To Every Song Of The Summer Since 1958 In Our Ultimate Mega-Mix [Hook: Lil Wayne] Like a man (Heh) Like a man (Heh) Like a man, like a man, like a motherfuckin' Like a man, like a man, like a motherfuckin' Like a man
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I got all these hoes, all these woes, like a man I rock all these shows 'round the globe, like a man I ride for all my bros, that's who drove All my haters play your role, Gladiator, Russell Crowe Elevator on your floor Hot potato on the nose of the handgun Aiming at your dandruff, cocaine in my pants cuff Dodging handcuffs like a ram truck Coupe on the rims like a slam dunk She gon' catch a nut, fuck niggas catch tantrums Boy, we went from stretch Hummers to the stretch mansions 'Rari all pink like 'fuck breast cancer!' Nigga, we done made trap houses out the Hamptons Like a man Lil Tunechi off the wall, like Spider-Man Promethazine, cream soda, and the Vicodin Like a man, I've been hard since a diaper then And ever since I been on Mars, I've been buyin' land Like a man, like a gangster, like a real one These pussies get the dildo, I get the deal done Like a man, I hate a bitch with a lil' tongue And all this fuckin' old money make me feel young
Photos [Hook: Lil Wayne] Yeah, like a man, like a motherfuckin' man Like a man, like a, like a motherfuckin' man Like a, like a motherfuckin' man She gon' fuck me like a, like I'm her motherfuckin' man
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne] But the bitch got a man Oh, put that nigga in the can Uh, but she wish I was her man and I wish she would stop playin' And that nigga is a fan Like a man tho, that nigga is a fan tho You need a challenge to expand, hoe Really, you can do better, I'm just sayin' tho Uh, I'm just sayin' tho Me and you can make Magic like Orlando You naked in my bando, on my piano I put it in your asshole, you go Soprano
[Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Like a man, we some motherfuckin' assholes Make her back that ass up and then I backstroke I'm screamin' money, cash, hoes, money, cash, hoes These lil' niggas washed up, they need some bathrobes We the niggas, I'll stop if we in smash mode These lil' niggas washed up I'm on my last load We just take the guns up and press fast forward Got them bricks, like I'm shootin' it from half court Leave a nigga brains all over the dashboard Leave a nigga brains all over the dance floor We in private planes, all in different airports I'm about to treat a pussy like a crash course I'm so fly, I feel like I'm with the air force I can't lie, I don't like her if her hair's short Like a man, like a motherfuckin' man, no Young Money squad up and I'm the man, hoe Tunechi