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  • Lil Wayne – Fireman Lyrics

    [Hook]
    I’m the Fireman
    Fire, F-Fireman
    Fire, F-Fire, I got that fire for hire
    Come and try me and
    You can spark it up and I’mma put you out
    You can spark it up and I’mma put you out

    [Verse 1]
    Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with me man, Heatman
    Ski mask, spending next weeks cash, he fast
    And I’m real, fuck a G pass, I’m past 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 bitch legs open, better smash that
    Don’t be surprised if she ask where the cash at
    I see she wearing them jeans that show her ass crack
    My hoes can’t wear that, why? – that’s where my crack at
    I put my mack down, that’s where you lack at
    She need her candle lit and I’ma wax that
    I rekindled the flame
    She remembered the name
    It’s hard dick, January to December the same
    Now bitch give me some brain, bitch give me some good
    Hoe, I’m the fireman, you hear the fire truck
    [Hook]
    I’m the Fireman
    Fire, F-Fireman
    Fire, F-Fire, I got that fire for hire
    Come and try me and
    You can spark it up and I’mma put you out
    You can spark it up and I’mma put you out

    [Verse 2]
    Now man, I hate a old fake ass nigga
    The cold black 8 is my break pad, nigga
    They look me in my face and say “Amen,” nigga
    Looking like they done seen a dead man get up
    The red bandizzle, representing red hot
    Uptown [?]izzle, shout out to B.Gizzle
    I hustle in the drizzle around my way that’s the drought
    So holler at your boy without opening your mouth
    Cause that’s the G-Code and that’s all that I’m about
    You die if you go against it, so I’mma live it out
    I ain’t got to pay for maintanence
    What ain’t broke, I don’t break it
    But I don’t [?], unless I make em
    And yes I take it, you niggas is getting sicker
    You bitches coming, I’m taking about
    Please say the Baby
    Ha! Hollygrove where I come from
    So that explains all that [?]

    [Hook]
    I’m the Fireman
    Fire, F-Fireman
    Fire, F-Fire, I got that fire for hire
    Come and try me and
    You can spark it up and I’mma put you out
    You can spark it up and I’mma put you out

    [Verse 3]
    It ain’t no secret, I know paper
    You got stacks, I got cake – that’s dough by the layer
    Shit, I seen it all through my Bottega’s
    Aviator’s, so Darth Vader – shhh
    Tha’s the sound of the dutchie
    No flavor when it blaze up
    Lil Weezy Baby so hazed up
    Caged up behind a million bars of flame
    Still make a million of these bars the same
    Ya’ll bars to blame, why I bought the thang
    Long body, motherfucker, bring that short back mayne
    You case down Phantom, riding with a tandem
    For now, cause after tonight, I can’t stand ’em
    Your child, may sometimes think that I’m Santa
    My style, the white Air Forces, red canvas
    Tadow! Yeah, Develop on the beat
    And me, I just come with the heat
    I’m the motherfucking…

    [Hook]
    I’m the Fireman
    Fire, F-Fireman
    Fire, F-Fire, I got that fire for hire
    Come and try me and
    You can spark it up and I’mma put you out
    You can spark it up and I’mma put you out

    [Outro]
    Yeah
    C2, C2, C2, C2, C-
    You can’t see me, but I see you
    And I see you, Lord!
    I-I-I-I got ’em
    I-I-I-I-I got ’em
    Aye, aye P, I got ’em
    Aye, aye B, I got ’em
    Aye, aye D, I got ’em
    Aye, aye Boo, I got ’em
    Aye, aye Spitta, I got ’em
    [?] Dizzy, I got ’em