Lil Wayne
FIREMAN
FIREMAN
Uhuh, I'm back
What cha, uh, what cha gonna do now?
[CHORUS]
I'm the fireman
Fire, fi, fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'mma put you out
You can spark it up and I'mma put you out
Ain't nobody fuckin with me man, Heatman
Ski Mask spending next week's cash, he fast
And I don't even need a G pass, I'm pass that
I'm passing 'em out now and you can't have that
And my chain Toucan Sam
That tropical colors you can't match that
Gotta be abstract
You catch my gal legs open better smash that
Don't be surprise if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans that show her butt crack
My girls can't wear that why, that's where my stash at
I put my mack down, that's where you lack at
She need her candle lit and I'mma wax that
I rekindle the flame
She remember the name
It's Weezy Baby , January, December, the same
Mama gimme that brain
Mama gimme that good
'Cause I'm the fireman
You hear the firetruck
[CHORUS]
I'm the fireman
Fire, fi, fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'mma put you out
You can spark it up and I'mma put you out
Fresh on campus, it's the Birdman Jr.
Money too long teachers put away ya rulers
Raw tune not a cartoon
No shirt, tattoos, and some war wounds
I'm hot but the car cool
She wet that's a carpool
Been in that water since a young'n, you just shark food
Quick Draw McGraw , I went to art school
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a short fuse
Don't snooze
Been handling the game so long my thumb bruise
Ya new girlfriend is old news
Yeen got enough green and she so blue, yeah
Cash Money Records where dreams come true
Everything is easy baby, leave it up to Weezy Baby
Put it in the pot, let it steam, let it brew
Now watch it melt, don't burn ya self
[CHORUS]
I'm the fireman
Fire, fi, fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'mma put you out
You can spark it up and I'mma put you out
Ridin' by myself, well, really, not really
So heavy in the trunk, make the car pop-a-wheelie
Who? Weezy Baby or call me Young Baby
My money 360, you only 180
Half of the game too lazy
Still sleepin' on me but I'm bout to wake 'em
Yep! I'm bout to take 'em to New Orleans and bake 'em
Yeah, it's hot down here take a walk with satan, yeah
Come on mama let The Carter make ya
Toss ya like a fruit salad strawberry-grape ya
They ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature
Addicted to the game like Jordan and Payton
Y'all in a race and me, I'm at the finish line
They running for too long, it's time to gimme mine
Straight down ya chimney, in ya living room is I
Weezy allergic to wintertime, hot
[CHORUS]
I'm the fireman
Fire, fi, fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'mma put you out
You can spark it up and I'mma put you out