调：F# minor•
Verse 1
Shh, the fireman comin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (uh-oh)
Yeah (That's right), yup (birdman), yup
(They gon' have to call the law), uh-huh
(I'm burnin', shawty)
I'm back (I tried told 'em)
What you, oh, what you gon' do
Verse 2
(yeah), fire, f-fireman (yeah)
I got that fire, I'm hollering (yeah)
I got that fire,
come and try me, and (yeah)
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em,
get 'em)
Verse 3
man (uh-uh)
He-man, ski mask, spendin' next week's cash,
he fast (oh)
And I don't even need a G-pass,
I'm I'm past that
And my chain, Toucan Sam that
Tropical colors,
you can't match that (oh, no)
Gotta be abstract (oh, no)
You catch my girl legs open,
better smash that (what?)
I see she wearin' them jeans that
show her buttcrack (hey)
My girls can't wear that,
why? That's where my stash at (uh-uh-uh)
I put my MAC down (yeah), that's
where you lack at (yeah)
I rekindled the flame (got 'em), she
remember the name (got 'em)
It's Weezy Baby, January, December,
the same (who?)
Mama, give me that brain (yeah), mama,
give me that good (yeah)
'Cause I'm the fireman
Verse 4
(yeah)
I got that fire, I'm hollering (yeah)
I got that fire,
come and try me, and (yeah)
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em,
get 'em)
You can spark it up and I'ma put
Verse 5
it's the Birdman Junior (yeah)
Money too long, teachers,
put away your rulers (yeah)
Raw Tune, not a cartoon (ayy)
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 young'n,
you just shark food (yum, yum)
Quick Draw McGraw,
but I got a short fuse (whoa)
Don't snooze (No)
Been handlin' the game so long,
my thumbs bruised
Your new girlfriend is old news
F#m
C#
F#m
yeah (aww)
Cash Money Records,
where dreams come true (yes)
Everything is easy, baby,
leave it up to Weezy Baby
Put it in the pot, let it steam,
let it brew (yes)
Now, watch me melt,
Verse 6
f-fireman (yeah)
I got that fire, I'm hollering (yeah)
I got that fire,
come and try me, and (yeah)
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out (I got 'em,
get 'em)
You can spark it up and I'ma put
Verse 7
not really (well)
So heavy in the trunk,
make the car pop a wheelie
Who? Weezy Baby,
or call me Young Baby (yeah)
My money three-sixty,
C#
F#m
you you only one-eighty (That's right)
Half of the game too lazy (yeah)
Still sleeping on me,
but I'm 'bout to wake 'em, yep
I'm 'bout to take 'em to New Orleans
and bake 'em (whoa)
Yeah, it's hot down here,
Come on, mama,
let the Carter make you (yeah)
Toss you like a fruit salad,
strawberry grape you (yeah)
They ball when they can and I'm
ballin' by nature (yeah)
Addicted to the game like Jordan
Y'all in the race, and me,
I'm at the finish line (uh-huh)
Been runnin' for too long,
it's time to give me mine (uh-huh)
Straight down your chimney, in your living room,
it's I (who?)
Verse 8
(yeah), fire, f-fireman (yeah)
I got that fire, I'm hollering (yeah)
I got that fire,
come and try me, and (yeah)
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
(I got 'em, get 'em)
Verse 9
Ayy, ayy, D, I got 'em
Yeah, ayy, Slim, I got 'em
Yeah, don't worry, 'cause I, I, I
I, don't worry, 'cause I, I, I, I, I-I-I
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