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rippa tha jakk - bonkerz over almond$ lyrics

[verse 1: rippa tha jakk]
okay b-tch listen up, stop acting like your tough
if i come thru and see you, better start sprinting if running out of a luck
you better duck, cause i gotta chip on my shoulder
like kelly, when they called his bluff
wanted to fly like a eagle, college was no longer enough
the stakes will be no higher tonight
but f-ck it you know i am, it’s like seeing my growth, increasing my height
smoking on a legarrette blount, im always oregon high
you can call that kidney stones
i got stacks like tall gr-ss, heres something to condone
before getting cut off, you better get that lawn mowed
laughing in and out the bank, but i’m not alone
bank tellers get a look at my cheddar, now there
part of the friend zone
at the poker tables i feel at home
there like a old deck of baseball cards the way i collect
and they get owned
the iphone emerged with life and made attack of the clones
cause motherf-ckers i shit like i rap
anything i drop, there all bombs like drones
hit the beat so hard, it’s where the sun don’t shine into
another time zone
then hit your chick even harder
big d-cks to your b-tch are parts unknown
but i smoked her out
now she’s saying hi while super high on that privately grown
i kid you not but you can be my son that can go without a gun
to make a point, just remember i’m wise and pretty old
but ha sike! i’m just ahead of my time truth be told
the day life started being a b-tch i told her to deep throat
only took me a decade to catapult every one of my goals
just to get within arms length reach of my dream of finally
getting on the radio
then crush the competition, make joints the way you would break
the ones in their body though
now that wouldn’t be too funny bone
she’s gotta a lot brains, and she daydreams
so her heads gone, the way she sucks my d-ck has my mind blown
and it’s not that big of a deal if your covers blown
so as she gives me dome, i pull her hair back as she moans
i’m telling you
my weed’s louder then a those boom box stereos
my weed’s louder then a dozen off the hook pay phones all
lined up in a row
my weed’s louder then the oprah singers highest pitch tone
i ended up k!lling that hoe, cause it ain’t over until i say so
ugh

[hook: rippa tha jakk]
gotta couple screws loose, i kinda went deranged
lost all my marbles, she sucks my d-ck and gargles
while she’s wearing goggles
cause i came too many times
i may of sold my soul, it happens but it’s fine
i gave it all to lucifer
and in return, for
such and such, i gotta a lot stuff
if you hating blow me, all you do is huff an puff
f-ck what you really heard, invest in ear muffs
i could put this shit down, even wearing handcuffs
i just think in this case were all a little nuts
as soon as cash rules, it makes us go cashews
in other words
i go bonkers over almonds
bonkers over almonds, bonkers over almonds
bonkers over almonds, bonkers over almonds
it’s a really bad omen

[verse 2: rippa tha jakk]

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