Lil Wayne, Juelz Santana - 1 Arm lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Wayne, Juelz Santana - 1 Arm lyrics]
What is this! (mic check)
I can't feel my fucking face!
(I can't feel my face, bitch) ohhhh!
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 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! 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
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!
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
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
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 lead
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't feel my fucking face!
(I can't feel my face, bitch) ohhhh!
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 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! 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
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!
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
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
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 lead
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