Jac, Jaccy, Jac Tha Ripper, Jac Tha Rippa, Ripper, Rippa, El
Jac is the guy that fucks your daughters, makes them cry, and sniffs their panties. He's the guy that pee's on your dog when you're asleep when the son of a bitch won't stop barking. He drinks beer and liquor like there isn't such a thing as alcohol poisoning, and he smokes cigarettes like he could beat cancer by flexing for 2 minutes. We could ALL learn a thing or two from this warm, loving man.
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well what do we have here? a little faggot
whose ass is queer, diabetic fat-fucker,
he bones fat chicks and can't even have beer,
so why he does he date women who're fat-n-wierd?
operative word being date... as in take 'em out
and kiss 'em, geez, I wonder why it's so easy to diss 'em,
listen, this dude couldn't manage to score
with an un-fattened whore, and his pockets filled with cash
from the brim to the core, I swear to god he loves 'em big,
it's disgusting to think, that he fucks 'em and shit,
then he develops feelings and loves 'em, it's sick
then when they break up, they lie cause the size of his dick
it's embarressing kid,
little three inch hook that he catches on lips
getting a blowjob requires stretchin' the skin
cause the hook inverts, they lie and tell 'em it hurts
most likely their pride, it's not likely they'll ride
cause the hook is tiny, plus,[heh] it's a safety hazard at night
and my rappin' is right, backwards he likes,
to have women sittin' on face, tongue pluggin' ass,
it's a fuckin' disgrace, women so fat,
you could honestly mistake, a roll for a cunt
and I hope that you fuck, a chick that isn't fifty and thin
cause that's disgusting as sin,
aka your ex-bitch, I wanna' puke at the thought
of that chick you had sex with, leanna's her name
brianna she aint*, marijuana it takes, to not laugh in her face
cause she's comically ugly, 6 feet and 300 pounds of pure fucking
** brianna banks, the pornstar
