Alvin And The Chipmunks singing Lil Wayne\'s classic \"Fireman\"Lil\' Wayne - Fireman Lyrics\n\nUh huh, I\'m back what cha, uh whatcha gon do now?\n\n[Chorus]\nI\'m the Fireman\nFire, Fa, Fireman\nI got that fire I\'m hollering\nI got that fire come and try me and\nYou can spark it up and I\'ma put you out\nYou can spark it up and I\'ma put you out\n\n[Verse 1]\nAin\'t nobody fuckin with me man, Heatman\nSki Mask spending next weeks cash, he fast\nAnd I don\'t even need a G pass I\'m pass that\nI\'m passing em out now and you can\'t have that\nAnd my chain Toucan Sam\nThat tropical colors you can\'t match that\nGotta be abstract\nYou catch my gal legs open betta smash that\nDon\'t be surprise if she ask where the cash at\nI see she wearing them jeans that show her butt crack\nMy girls can\'t wear that why, that\'s where my stash at\nI put my mack down that\'s where you lack at\nShe need her candlelit and I\'ma wax that\nI rekindle the flame\nShe remember the name\nIt\'s Weezy Baby January December the same\nMama gimme that brain\nMama gimme that good\nCause I\'m the fireman\nYou hear the firetruck\n\n[Chorus]\nI\'m the Fireman\nFire, Fa, Fireman\nI got that fire I\'m hollering\nI got that fire come and try me and\nYou can spark it up and I\'ma put you out\nYou can spark it up and I\'ma put you out\n\nFreshon campus it\'s the Birdman Jr\nMoney too long teachers put away ya rulers\nRaw tune not a cartoon\nNo shirt, tattoos, and some war wounds\nI\'m hot but the car cool\nShe wet that\'s a carpool\nBeen in that water since a youngin you just shark food\nQuick Draw McGraw I went to art school\nYeah the lights is bright but I got a short fuse\nDon\'t snooze\nBeen handling the game so long my thumb bruise\nYa new girlfriend is old news\nYeen got enough green and she so blue yeah\nCash Money Records where dreams come true\nEverything is easy baby leave it up to Weezy Baby\nPut it in the pot let it steam let it brew\nNowwatch it melt don\'t burn ya self\n\n[Chorus]\nI\'m the Fireman\nFire, Fa, Fireman\nI got that fire I\'m hollering\nI got that fire come and try me and\nYou can spark it up and I\'ma put you out\nYou can spark it up and I\'ma put you out\n\nRidin\' by myself well really not really\nSo heavy in the trunk make the car pop-a-wheelie\nWho? Weezy Baby or call me Young Baby\nMy money 360, you only 180\nHalf of the game too lazy\nStill sleepin\' on me but I\'m bout to wake em\nYep! I\'m bout to take em to New Orleans and bake em\nYeah it\'s hot down here take a walk with Satan yeah\nCome on mama let The Carter make ya\nToss yalike a fruit salad strawberry-grape ya\nThey ball when they can and I\'m ballin\' by nature\nAddicted to the game like Jordan and Payton\nYall in a race and me I\'m at the finish line\nThey running for too long it\'s time to gimme mine\nStraight down ya chimney in ya living room is I\nWeezy allergic to wintertime... hot\n\n[Chorus]\nI\'m the Fireman\nFire, Fa, Fireman\nI got that fire I\'m hollering\nI got that fire come and try me and\nYou can spark it up and I\'ma put you outYou can spark it up and I\'ma put you out (more) alvin, and, carter, chipmunks, da, fireman, hip-hop, lil, rap, simon, tha, the, theodore, wayne