1 Arm Lyrics - Lil Wayne

[Intro] 

What is this! 

(mic check) 

I can't feel my fucking face! 

(I can't feel my face, bitch) 

Ohhhhhhh! 

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne] 

Louisiana live wire, New Orleans nightmare 

Got these niggas scared, they growin' white hair 

I'm from the swamp lil mud on my Nike airs 

Stomp in your face lil blood on my Nike airs 

Stomp in your face till your face says Nike air 

I'm with my pack and we attack like bears 

And we can go anywhere like air 

Motherfuckin' temper shiftin like bike 

Head high, I got the world on my back they told me I can turn around, but never look down 

They told me if I shoot the AK I better aim down 

They say even a train collision produces the same sound 

I said, wow! 

And I went and got two two 

So you better be listenin' for that choo choo 

Soowoo! 

[Hook: Lil Wayne] 

I ain't really the nigga you gon really wanna front on 

I put your whole life on your front lawn, come on 

Stunt on some shit that none on, gun on 

[I can drive the whip and work the tooly whop with one arm](x5) 

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[Verse 2: Juelz Santana] 

Big city terrorizers, you can bet some dollars (boy) 

My guns touch kids like pedafilers 

I stretch your mouth I'm the excersizor 

Gun in his mouth like a breathalizer 

Swallow lead saliva, you ain't straight I'mma 12 o'clock ya 

Niggas pour cement on your body and cinder block ya 

But I really think they shocked at how clear my rocks are 

Why my neck look like shots of vodka (damn) Them boys don't want it with me,(nope) 

I'm on that rah rah, uh huh, they sweet like peach, cobla 

My bills gotta be paid, my kid gotta get fed 

So if a nigga gotta lay down I'm making his bed 

So I hope he like his sheets red,(red) 

Medium rare I hope he like his meat red, braaap! 

You see my homies dressed in deep red(red) 

They scramble niggas hope you eat eggs 

Onefiftyfirst bitch! 

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[Hook: Lil Wayne] 

I ain't really the nigga you gon really wanna front on 

I put your whole life on your front lawn, come on 

Stunt on some shit that none on, gun on 

[I can drive the whip and work the tooly whop with one arm](x5) 

[Verse 3: Juelz Santana] 

They say God protect fools and babies 

I'm a G, so I depend on my tool for safety 

I roll on niggas like skate key 

Skate broads, Tony Hawk on a skateboard 

Who fucking with me? 

With arm on the wheel, with arm on the steel 

Could it be I'm crazy, Gnarls Barkley forreal 

You play dumb and you lay numb 

Face [?] like when the [?] demo tapes come 

[Verse 4: Lil Wayne] 

The world is so happy and my gun is too 

So how I can take a life when it's dark in the room 

When that means it's nighttime so I talk to the moon 

And it tells me that I'm flier than the stars on a broom 

Yes I'm wicked [?] 

And I don't care what niggas say nor what bitches said 

We like green all got a different bread 

Push my eraser and I will give you [?] 

[Hook: Lil Wayne] 

I ain't really the nigga you gon really wanna front on 

I put your whole life on your front lawn, come on 

Stunt on some shit that none on, gun on 

[I can drive the whip and work the tooly whop with one arm](x5)