Fireman (Original Version)

[Intro] Weezy Baby Shhhhh... The Fireman coming! That's right! Hey! Haha! Hey, the Fireman, bitch! That's right! Ayy, Birdman! Tell them motherfuckers they gon' have to call... [...] [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 He-man, 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 Ho, 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 brake-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 Pep bizzle, 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'ma live it out I ain't got to pay for maintenance, what ain't broke, I don't break it But I don't mend, 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 humbug [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 Bottegas Aviator's, so Darth Vader, shhh That'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 cased out, 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 Tadoww! 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 Aye, Raw Dizzy, I got 'em