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Lil Wayne

Genres: Hip-Hop

Fireman (remix) Lyrics - Lil Wayne

Uh huh, I'm back what cha, uh whatcha gon do now? 

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 

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Ain't nobody fuckin with me man, Heatman 

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 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 candlelit 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 

 

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Mama gimme that good 

 

Cause I'm the fireman 

You hear the firetruck 

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 

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 short fuse 

Don't snooze 

Been handling the game so long my thumb bruise 

Ya new girlfriend is old news 

 

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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 

 

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 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 

Yall 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 

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 

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