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Artist: Lil' Wayne |
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Album: Tha Carter II |
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Year: 2005 |
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Title: Fireman Print |
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Correct |
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Uh huh, I'm back what cha, uh whatcha gon do now? |
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I'm the Fireman |
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Fire, Fa, Fireman |
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I got that fire I'm hollering |
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I got that fire come and try me and |
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You can spark it up and I'ma put you out |
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Ain't nobody ****in with me man, Heatman |
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Ski Mask spending next weeks cash, he fast |
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And I don't even need a G pass I'm pass that |
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I'm passing em out now and you can't have that |
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And my chain Toucan Sam |
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That tropical colors you can't match that |
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Gotta be abstract |
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You catch my gal legs open betta smash that |
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Don't be surprise if she ask where the cash at |
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I see she wearing them jeans that show her butt crack |
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My girls can't wear that why, that's where my stash at |
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I put my mack down that's where you lack at |
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She need her candlelit and I'ma wax that |
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I rekindle the flame |
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She remember the name |
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It's Weezy Baby January December the same |
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Mama gimme that brain |
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Mama gimme that good |
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Cause I'm the fireman |
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You hear the firetruck |
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Fresh on campus it's the Birdman Jr |
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Money too long teachers put away ya rulers |
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Raw tune not a cartoon |
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No shirt, tattoos, and some war wounds |
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I'm hot but the car cool |
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She wet that's a carpool |
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Been in that water since a youngin you just shark food |
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Quick Draw McGraw I went to art school |
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Yeah the lights is bright but I got a short fuse |
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Don't snooze |
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Been handling the game so long my thumb bruise |
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Ya new girlfriend is old news |
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Yeen got enough green and she so blue yeah |
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Cash Money Records where dreams come true |
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Everything is easy baby leave it up to Weezy Baby |
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Put it in the pot let it steam let it brew |
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Now watch it melt don't burn ya self |
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Ridin' by myself well really not really |
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So heavy in the trunk make the car pop-a-wheelie |
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Who? Weezy Baby or call me Young Baby |
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My money 360, you only 180 |
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Half of the game too lazy |
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Still sleepin' on me but I'm bout to wake em |
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Yep! I'm bout to take em to New Orleans and bake em |
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Yeah it's hot down here take a walk with Satan yeah |
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Come on mama let The Carter make ya |
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Toss ya like a fruit salad strawberry-grape ya |
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They ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature |
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Addicted to the game like Jordan and Payton |
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Yall in a race and me I'm at the finish line |
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They running for too long it's time to gimme mine |
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Straight down ya chimney in ya living room is I |
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Weezy allergic to wintertime... hot |
