Song | Fireman |
Artist | Lil Wayne |
Album | Mr. Carter |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I'm the Fireman | |
Fire, F-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 | |
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 past that | |
I'm passing â€~em out now and you can't help 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 surprised 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'ma wax that | |
I rekindle the flame | |
She remembered 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 fire truck | |
I'm the Fireman | |
Fire F-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 | |
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 youngin', you just shark food | |
Quick Draw McGraw I went to art school | |
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a sharp fuse | |
Don't snooze | |
Been handling the game so long my thumbs 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 me melt, don't burn ya self, cuz | |
I'm the Fireman | |
Fire F-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 or call me Young Baby | |
My money 360, you only 180 | |
Half of the game too lazy | |
Still sleepin' on me but I'm â€~bout to wake â€~em | |
Yep! I'm â€~bout to take â€~em to New Orleans and bake â€~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 crepe ya | |
They ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature | |
Addicted to the game like Jordan and Peyton | |
Y'all in the race and me I'm at the finish line | |
They're running fo' too long, it's time to gimme mine | |
Straight down ya chimney in ya living room is I | |
Weezy allergic to wintertime | |
I'm the Fireman | |
Fire F-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 |
I' m the Fireman | |
Fire, FFireman | |
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 | |
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 past that | |
I' m passing em out now and you can' t help 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 surprised 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' ma wax that | |
I rekindle the flame | |
She remembered 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 fire truck | |
I' m the Fireman | |
Fire FFireman | |
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 | |
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 youngin', you just shark food | |
Quick Draw McGraw I went to art school | |
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a sharp fuse | |
Don' t snooze | |
Been handling the game so long my thumbs 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 me melt, don' t burn ya self, cuz | |
I' m the Fireman | |
Fire FFireman | |
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 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 crepe ya | |
They ball when they can and I' m ballin' by nature | |
Addicted to the game like Jordan and Peyton | |
Y' all in the race and me I' m at the finish line | |
They' re running fo' too long, it' s time to gimme mine | |
Straight down ya chimney in ya living room is I | |
Weezy allergic to wintertime | |
I' m the Fireman | |
Fire FFireman | |
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 |
I' m the Fireman | |
Fire, FFireman | |
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 | |
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 past that | |
I' m passing em out now and you can' t help 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 surprised 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' ma wax that | |
I rekindle the flame | |
She remembered 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 fire truck | |
I' m the Fireman | |
Fire FFireman | |
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 | |
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 youngin', you just shark food | |
Quick Draw McGraw I went to art school | |
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a sharp fuse | |
Don' t snooze | |
Been handling the game so long my thumbs 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 me melt, don' t burn ya self, cuz | |
I' m the Fireman | |
Fire FFireman | |
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 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 crepe ya | |
They ball when they can and I' m ballin' by nature | |
Addicted to the game like Jordan and Peyton | |
Y' all in the race and me I' m at the finish line | |
They' re running fo' too long, it' s time to gimme mine | |
Straight down ya chimney in ya living room is I | |
Weezy allergic to wintertime | |
I' m the Fireman | |
Fire FFireman | |
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 |