1 Arm

[Intro: Lil Wayne] (What is this?!) Mic check (I can't feel my fucking face!) I can't feel my face, bitch [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 'til 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 gears 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 too So you better be listenin' for that choo choo Soowoo! [Chorus: 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 toolie whop with one arm I can drive the whip and work the toolie whop with one arm I can drive the whip and work the toolie whop with one arm I can drive the whip and work the toolie whop with one arm I can drive the whip and work the toolie whop with one arm [Verse 2: Juelz Santana] Big city terrorizers You can bet some dollars (Boy) My guns touch kids like pedafilers I stretch 'em out, I'm the exerciser Gun in his mouth like a breathalyzer Swallow lead saliva You ain't straight I'ma twelve 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) But them boys don't want it with me, I'm on that rah-rah Uh-huh, they sweet like peach cobbler My bills gotta be paid, my kid gotta get fed So if a nigga gotta lay down I'm makin' his bed So I hope he like his sheets red (Red) Medium rare, I hope he like his meat red Blrrat, you see my homies dressed in deep red? (Red) They scramble niggas hope you eat eggs 151st bitch! [Chorus: 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 toolie whop with one arm I can drive the whip and work the toolie whop with one arm I can drive the whip and work the toolie whop with one arm I can drive the whip and work the toolie whop with one arm I can drive the whip and work the toolie whop with one arm [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, skatepark Tony Hawk on a skateboard, who's fuckin' with me? One arm on the wheel, one arm on the steel Could it be I'm crazy, Gnarls Barkley for real You play dumb and you lay numb Face flung like when then bad demo tapes come [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] Yeah, the world is so heavy, and my gun is too So how can I take your light when it's dark in the room? And that mean it's nighttime, so I talk to the moon And it tells me that I'm flier than the straws on a broom Yes I am wicked, but the witch is dead And I don't care what niggas say, nor what bitches said Wheat, white, green, all kind of different bread Push my eraser, and I will give you lead [Chorus: 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 toolie whop with one arm I can drive the whip and work the toolie whop with one arm I can drive the whip and work the toolie whop with one arm I can drive the whip and work the toolie whop with one arm I can drive the whip and work the toolie whop with one arm