Luyện nghe bài hát Fireman (Remix)

I'm the
Fire, Fa,
I got that I'm hollering
I got that fire and try me and
You can it up and I'm a put you out
You can it up and I'm a put you out

Ain't nobody with me man, Heatman
Ski spending next weeks cash, he fast
And I don't need a G pass I'm pass that
I'm passin' 'em out now and you can't have
And my Toucan Sam that
Tropical you can't match that
Gotta be
You catch my gal legs better smash that
Don't be if she ask where the cash at
I see she wearing them jeans that her butt crack
My girls can't wear that why where my stash at
I put my mack down that's you lack at
She need her candlelit and I'm a wax
I the flame
She remember the
It's Weezy Baby January the same
Mama that brain
Mama that gut
Cause I'm the
You hear the

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that I'm hollering
I got fire come and try me and
You can it up and I'm a put you out
You can it up and I'm a put you out

Fresh on it's the Birdman junior
Money too long put away ya rulers
Raw not a cartoon
No shirt, tattoos, and war wounds (sexy)
I'm hot but the car
She wet that's a
Been in that water since a youngin' you just food
Quick Draw McGraw I went to art
Yeah the is bright but I got a short fuse
Don't
Been handlin' the game so long my thumbs
Ya new is old news
Yeen' got green and she so blue yeah
Cash Money Records dreams come true
Everything is baby leave it up to Weezy Baby
Put it in the pot let it steam let it
Now watch it don't burn ya self

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that fire I'm
I got fire come and try me and
You can it up and I'm a put you out
You can it up and I'm a put you out

Ridin' by myself well really not
So heavy in the trunk the car pop-a-wheelie
Who? Weezy or call me Young Baby
My 360, you only 180
Half of the game too
Still sleepin' on me but I'm to wake 'em
Yep! I'm to take em to New Orleans and bake 'em
Yeah it's hot down here take a walk with yeah
Come on mama let The Carter ya
ya like a fruit salad strawberry crape ya
They ball when they can and I'm by nature
Addicted to the like Jordan and Peyton
Y'all in a and me I'm at the finish line
Been running for too long it's time to gimme
Straight down ya chimney in ya living is I
allergic to wintertime

I'm the
Fire, fa,
I got that I'm hollering
I got that come and try me and
You can it up and I'm a put you out
You can it up and I'm a put you out

I, I, I, got 'em
I, I, I, got 'em
aye aye B
I got 'em
Aye D I got 'em
Aye I got 'em
worry
I, I, I
Don't
I, I, I
I'm a put you out