Fireman Main E

Weezy Baby. Shh, the Fireman comin'. Yeah, yeah, Yeah, Uh-oh, Uh-oh. Hey. I'm back. Yeah. I'm back. Yep. Birdman. Yep. Nigga like to call a lawyer. Uh-huh. Bird about it. I told you. Yeah. What? Fireman, fireman for fire, Man. Got that fire, I'm hollering. Got that fire, come and try it. And you can smoke it up and I'ma put You out. Get 'em. You can smoke up and I'ma put you out. Ain't nobody fucking with me, man. He-Man, ski mask, spending next week's cash. He fast, and I don't even need a GPS. I'm past that. I'm passing 'em out now, And you can't have that. And my chain too cansam that. Tropical colors, you can't match that. Gotta be abstract. You catch my gal 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 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 a candle lit, and I'ma wax that. Hurricane is the flame. She remember the name. It's Weezy Baby, January, December the same. Mama, give me that brain. Mama, give me that good, 'cause I'm the fireman. Yeah, the fire truck. Fireman, fireman for fire, man. That fire, I'm hollering. Got that fire, come and try it. And you can smoke it up and I'ma put You out. Get 'em. You can smoke it up and I'ma put you Out. Fresh on campus, it's the Birdman Junior. Money too long, teachers put away the rulers. Fraktune, not a cartoon. No shirt, tattoos, and some war wounds. Sexy. 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 bruised. Your new girlfriend is old news. You ain't got enough green and she so blue. Yep, 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 yourself, girl. Fireman, fireman for fire, man. Got that fire, I'm hollering. Got that fire, come and try it. You can smoke it up and I'ma put you Out. You can smoke it up and I'ma put You out. Yeah, riding 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 sleeping on me, but I'm 'bout to wake 'em. Yep, I'm 'bout to take 'em to New Orleans and bake 'em. We is hot down here. Take a walk, we'll sake it, Come on, Mama, let the Carter make ya. Toss you like a fruit salad, strawberry grape ya. They ball when they can, and I'm balling by Nature. Addicted to the game like Jordan and Payton. Y'all into racing. Me, I'm at the finish line. Been running for too long, it's time to give Me mine. Straight down your chimney and your living Room, it's I, Weezy, allergic to wintertime. Ha. Fireman, fireman for fire, Man. Got that fire, I'm hollering. Come Try it. And you can smoke it up and I'ma put you out. Get 'em. You smoke it up and I'ma put You out. I, I got 'em. I, I, I got 'em. A, AB, I got 'em. A, AD, I got 'em. Yeah. A Slim, I got 'em. Yeah. Don't worry. I, I, I, don't worry. I, I'ma put you out.