Karaoké Fireman Lil Wayne

Shh

The fireman comin'

Hey

Yeah

Yup

Yup

Yup

Uh huh duh ha ha

Yeah

Shh

I'm the fireman

Fire for fireman

I got that fire, I'm hollerin'

I got that fire, come and try me eh

You can spark it up and Imma put you out

You can spark it up and Imma put you out

Ain't nobody fuckin' with me man

He-Man, ski mask

Spendin' next week's cash

He fast

And I don't even need a G-pass

I'm past that

I'm passin' '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 girl legs open

Better smash that

Don't be surprised if she ask where the cash at

I see she wearin' them jeans that show her buttcrack

My girls can't wear that, why

That's where my stash at

I put my MAC down

That's where you lack at

She need her candle lit and Imma wax that

I rekindled the flame

She remember the name

It's Weezy Baby, January

December the same

Mama give me that brain

Mama give me that good

'Cos I'm the fireman

You hear the fire truck

I'm the fireman

Fire for fireman

I got that fire, I'm hollerin'

I got that fire, come and try me eh

You can spark it up and Imma put you out

You can spark it up and Imma put you out

Fresh on campus

It's the Birdman Junior

Money too long

Teachers put away your 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 car-pool

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 handlin' the game so long my thumbs bruised

Your 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 me melt

Don't burn yourself 'cos

I'm the fireman

Fire for fireman

I got that fire, I'm hollerin'

I got that fire, come and try me eh

You can spark it up and Imma put you out

You can spark it up and Imma put you out

Yeah 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 three-sixty

You only one-eighty

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 you

Toss you like a fruit salad

Strawberry grape you

They ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature

Addicted to the game like Jordan and Payton

Y'all in the race and me I'm at the finish line

Been runnin' for too long it's time to give me mine

Straight down your chimney

In your livin' room it's I

Weezy, allergic to wintertime

Hot

I'm the fireman

Fire for fireman

I got that fire, I'm hollerin'

I got that fire, come and try me eh

You can spark it up and Imma put you out

You can spark it up and Imma put you out