MOG

Money too long teachers put away ya rulers
Fresh on campus it's the Birdman Jr
It's Weezy Baby January December the same
Y'all in the race and me I'm at the finish line
Tropical colors you can't match that
I got that fire I'm hollering
You catch my gal legs open, betta smash that

You hear the fire truck
And my chain Toucan Sam that
I got that fire I'm hollering
Quick Draw McGraw I went to art school
Half of the game too lazy
I'm the Fireman
And I don't even need a G pass I'm past that
I'm the Fireman
Now watch me melt, don't burn ya self, cuz

Ski Mask spending next week's cash, he fast

Cash Money Records where dreams come true

Don't snooze
I got that fire come and try me and
Fire F-Fireman
Everything is easy baby leave it up to Weezy Baby
My money 360, you only 180
She wet that's a carpool
So heavy in the trunk make the car pop a wheelie
Ridin' by myself, well really not really
Ya new girlfriend is old news
Don't be surprised if she ask, “Where the cash at?”
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
I got that fire come and try me and
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
Gotta be abstract
Put it in the pot let it steam let it brew
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me man, Heatman
Straight down ya chimney in ya living room is I
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
Weezy allergic to wintertime
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
Toss ya like a fruit salad, strawberry crepe ya
Mama gimme that brain
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
Been in that water since a youngin' you just shark food
I got that fire I'm hollering
I'm hot but the car cool
I got that fire come and try me and

Mama gimme that good

I put my mack down, that's where you lack at
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out
I got that fire I'm hollering

Fire F-Fireman

'Cause I'm the fireman
I'm passing ‘em out now and you can't help that
She need her candle lit and I'ma wax that
Yep! I'm ‘bout to take ‘em to New Orleans and bake ‘em

Been handling the game so long my thumbs bruise
You can spark it up and I'ma put you out

I rekindle the flame
Still sleepin' on me but I'm ‘bout to wake ‘em
Why? That's where my stash at
Addicted to the game like Jordan and Peyton
Yeah it's hot down here take a walk with Satan yeah
Yeah the lights is bright but I got a sharp fuse
Come on mama let The Carter make ya
Yeen got enough green and she so blue yeah
I'm the Fireman
Fire F-Fireman
I got that fire come and try me and
They're running fo' too long, it's time to gimme mine

Raw tune not a cartoon
She remembered the name

Who? Weezy Baby or call me Young Baby
My girls can't wear that
No shirt, tattoos, and some war wounds
They ball when they can and I'm ballin' by nature

I see she wearing them jeans that show her butt crack