Fireman

(some girl)Weezy baby...

(lil' wayne)
Shh. da fireman comin
hah, yeah, hah, New orleans baby yeah ,hah, yeah, hah,
yeah, hah, yeah, hah, uh oh,
yeah, hey, (New orleans back thats right)
i'm back!watcha,watcha ganna do now?

Chorus
I'm the Fireman
Fire, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollerin
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out

Verse 1
Ain't nobody fkin with me man, Heman
Ski Mask spending next weeks 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 betta smash that
Don't be surprise if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans that show her b*tt 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'ma 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, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollerin
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma 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 (sexy)
I'm hot but the car cool
She wet thas a carpool
Been in that water since a youngin 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 thumbs bruise
Ya new girlfriend is old news
You ain't 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, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollering
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out

Ridin' by myself, well, really not really
So heavy in the trunk make the car pop-a-wheelie
Who? Weezy Baby you call me Young Baby
My money 360, you only 180(thats 'rite)
Half and 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
Yall in the racin' me I'm at the finish line(uh uh)
Been running for too long it's time to gimme mine(uh uh)
Straight down ya chimney in ya living room is I
(who?)Weezy alergic to winter time.
Chorus
I'm the Fireman
Fire, Fa, Fireman
I got that fire I'm hollerin
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out