Like A Man

            Em
Um, like a man
I got all this money, all these 
                 Bm
bitches, like a man
I don't want the glamour nor the 
                   Em
glitz, and like a man;
I got all these goons, all these 
                 Am
guns, all this land, all these cars,
 all these boobs, all these tongues,
 Em
like a man
I got all these foods, all this fun,
             Bm
 all these pools, all these tubs, 
all these moods,
all these drugs, all these rooms, 
all these rugs
Em                               
The rules ain't for us, we just do's
A
 what we does
                                 Em
From the moon to the sun, like a man
Make her pop that pussy like a Xan
        Bm
I was sittin' in that cell like a 
pan
               Em
Did it like a man, did it like a 
motherfuckin' man
                             Am
I just come from visitation, I snuck
 up a couple grams, hoe
Em
I be fuckin' with them champs, hoe
Bm
I be skatin', I be jumpin' off them 
ramps, hoe
Em
I be racing, I be dustin' all them 
Lambos
I'ma hit you, I'ma hit you with that
 wham, hoe
Em
Oh, oh man, hands in her pants but 
she got a old man
Bm                 Em
She snort a dab of coke, we don't 
dab
           A
We gettin' money like the fuckin' 
Arabs
Em
The weed musty like the fuckin' 
Arabs
Bm
Codeine in her punch, that's a 
straight jab
Em
Slime like a man, I call her ass a 
cab
A
If her ass ain't got no ass to grab

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Em
Like a man (Heh)
Bm
Like a man (Heh)
         Em
Like a man, like a man, like a 
motherfuckin'
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Like a man, like a man, like a 
   A
motherfuckin'
Bm
Like a man

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Bm
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
Em
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
                 Em
She gon' catch a nut, fuck niggas 
catch tantrums
                      Bm
Boy, we went from stretch Hummers to
 the stretch mansions
          Em
'Rari all pink like 'fuck breast 
cancer!'
                 Bm
Nigga, we done made trap houses out 
the Hamptons
Like a man
Em
Lil Tunechi off the wall, like 
Spider-Man
Bm
Promethazine, cream soda, and the 
Vicodin
Em
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
Bm
These pussies get the dildo, I get 
the deal done
Em
Like a man, I hate a bitch with a 
lil' tongue
Em
And all this fuckin' old money make 
me feel young

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Em
Yeah, like a man, like a 
motherfuckin' man
Em
Like a man, like a, like a 
motherfuckin' man
Em
Like a, like a motherfuckin' man
Bm
She gon' fuck me like a, like I'm 
her motherfuckin' man

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Em
But the bitch got a man
Bm
Oh, put that nigga in the can
Em
Uh, but she wish I was her man and I
 wish she would stop playin'
And that nigga is a fan
Em
Like a man tho, that nigga is a fan 
tho
You need a challenge to expand, hoe
Em
Really, you can do better, I'm just 
sayin' tho
Uh, I'm just sayin' tho
Bm
Me and you can make Magic like 
Orlando
Em
You naked in my bando, on my piano
I put it in your asshole, you go 
Soprano

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
Em
Like a man, we some motherfuckin' 
assholes
Bm
Make her back that ass up and then I
 backstroke
Em
I'm screamin' money, cash, hoes, 
money, cash, hoes
Em
These lil' niggas washed up, they 
need some bathrobes
Em
We the niggas, I'll stop if we in 
smash mode
Bm
These lil' niggas washed up I'm on 
my last load
Em
We just take the guns up and press 
fast forward
E                           D
Got them bricks, like I'm shootin' 
it from half court
Em
Leave a nigga brains all over the 
dashboard
Bm
Leave a nigga brains all over the 
dance floor
Em
We in private planes, all in 
different airports
A
I'm about to treat a pussy like a 
crash course
Em
I'm so fly, I feel like I'm with the
 air force
Bm
I can't lie, I don't like her if her
 hair's short
Em
Like a man, like a motherfuckin' 
man, no
Em
Young Money squad up and I'm the 
man, hoe
Tunechi