Fireman chords

_ Weezy, baby.
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C#m _ C# Ain't nobody.
F# with me G man.
B He man, ski man, spendin' next F#m week's cash.
G# He fast, and I don't even need a Jeep glass.
I'm F# past that, I'm passin' him G out now.
F# And you can't B have that, and my chain too can't stand that.
Except for cool colors you can't match that.
Gotta be abstract, G you catch my girl.
Dope and better G# than that.
Em Don't be surprised if she C# ask where the F# cash at.
I see she wearin' them jeans that show her butt.
My girls can't wear that, why.
That's where my c-c-c-cash at.
Em I put my mic F# down, G that's where you F# look at.
She need a G candle lit, F# and I'm a wax deck.
G Hurricane with F# the flame, she remember the name.
B This Weezy, F# baby, January, G December, F#m the same.
G Mama give me F# that brain, G mama give me that good.
Cause I'm the fireman, F#m you hear the fire truck.
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F# _ C# Fresh on campus, it's the Birdman Junior.
Money too long, teachers put away the rulers.
Fraud D#m team, not a G cartoon.
F# No shirt, G tattoos, and some F# war wounds.
I'm hot with the carpool.
Sheep, that's a carpool.
Been in that water since a youngin', you just shark food.
Quick from a crawl, I went to G#m art school.
F# Yeah, the lace is bright, but I got a shark fuse.
Don't snooze, been C# handlin' the F# game so long, my thumbs bruise.
Your new girlfriend is G# old news.
F# You ain't got enough G green and she's C# so blue.
Yeah, cash money F# breakfast, where dreams come true.
G Everything is easy, baby, leave it up to Woozie, baby.
Put it in a pot, let it F# steam, let it brew.
Now watch it G melt, don't F# burn yourself, girl.
I'm the G# fireman, yeah, I'm the fireman, yeah.
F# I got that, I got that, I got that, I got that.
I got all you just want me to put around.
You _ just want me to G put around with you.
F# Yeah, G ridin' by F# myself, well, really not really.
So heavy in the trunk, make the car pop a willy.
F# Woozie, baby, you call Em me young F# baby.
My money 360, G you F# only 180.
Huh, but I ain't too lazy.
Still G# sleepin' on me, but I'm F# bout to wake him.
Yeah, I'm bout to take him to New Orleans and pay for him.
Yeah, sit down G here, take a F# walk, we'll save you.
Come on, mama, let the carter make you.
B Like the F# fruit salad, strawberry crepe, yeah.
They ball when they can and I'm Bm ballin' by F# nature.
G Addicted to the game like Jordan and Peyton.
Countin' and racin', me, I'm at the finish line.
Been runnin' for F# too long, G it's time to give me mine.
Straight down your tummy and your liver room F# inside.
Woozie, G allergic to F# wintertime.
I'm the B fireman, yeah, I'm the Em fireman, yeah.
F# I got that, I got that, I got that, I _ _ B got that.
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