7 definitions by JAKEsauce
An even large amount of bills in the form of cash stacked up on top of eachother, usually held together with a rubberband or a paper band straight from the bank. Its not a stack if its folded.
Most people go by 100's
100 hundred dollar bills $10,000
100 fifty dollar bills $5,000
100 twenty dollar bills $2,000
100 one dollar bills $100
Or you could go by 50's or 10's
50 hundred dollar bills $5,000
50 fifty dollar bills $2,500
50 twenty dollar bills $1,000
50 one dollar bills $50
10 hundred dollar bills $1,000
10 fifty dollar bills $500
10 twenty dollar bills $200
10 one dollar bills $10
All of these can be excepted as a Stack. It just depends on how wealthy you are.
Most people go by 100's
100 hundred dollar bills $10,000
100 fifty dollar bills $5,000
100 twenty dollar bills $2,000
100 one dollar bills $100
Or you could go by 50's or 10's
50 hundred dollar bills $5,000
50 fifty dollar bills $2,500
50 twenty dollar bills $1,000
50 one dollar bills $50
10 hundred dollar bills $1,000
10 fifty dollar bills $500
10 twenty dollar bills $200
10 one dollar bills $10
All of these can be excepted as a Stack. It just depends on how wealthy you are.
"Aye, Im rollin in the checks, I got stacks on the deck."
-me
"We be stackin this paper up"
"Last night i hit the strip club with a stack and made it fucking rain."
-me
"We be stackin this paper up"
"Last night i hit the strip club with a stack and made it fucking rain."
by JAKEsauce November 18, 2007
This Canadian bacon taste like ham!
Wait a minute.....{Bites into some ham}
HOLY SHIT!!!
ABSOLUTELY INDISTINGUISHABLE FLAVOR!!!!
Wait a minute.....{Bites into some ham}
HOLY SHIT!!!
ABSOLUTELY INDISTINGUISHABLE FLAVOR!!!!
by JAKEsauce December 12, 2008
Here is an example from only ONE of his songs, its called Astronomical
Unexpected disasters
Bastards testing the master
Blessing the masses with paragraphs that will blast ya to smithereens
The guillotine
That fell from the mezzanine
Just landed but started falling back in 1917
By whatever means, I'm a sever spleens
While I perfectly describe a thousand murders that I never seen
Your flow is comical mine is astronomical
Watch the phenomenal writer blow holes thru your abdominal
Then I'll plummet thru the sky like a loud comet
Lyrics make the sun bead thoughts that make a cloud vomit
Snitches lay next to shotgun shells
Once he dead man I promise you he not gon tell
For the hell I spiked the kool-aid with scorpion venom
If some alien's attacks don't run to me for help I probably sent 'em
To take me out you gonna need a few more hundred men
One thousand is my ranking on a scale from one to ten
I leave ya staff guessing in the lab stressing
Paragraph blessing here's a math lesson
Action, when I take your soul from you that's subtraction
When I split you in two halves then you a fraction
Fast or slow its best ya know not to test the flow, its K-Rino
I'm colder than a homeless Eskimo
I'm a potential mental patient
A science fictional manifestation of another mans imagination (ugh)
My raps will shatter anatomical compositions to shrapnel
Twist you up horizontally, vertically, and diagonal
I'm the scary one, paragraph killer copied by everyone
Rappers mangled so bad it turned vultures to vegetarians
I'm laced with flows so sharp each word places
Five slashes like a blade that made faces look like K-Swiss
I flame throw, you maintain the same flow
In cloud battles I make colored blood stains drip out of the rainbow
My life get to the point where it don't matter what you spice with
I'm immune to stab wounds he kept jugging me till the knife quit
I was foreseen by an Ethiopian queen
Not in the past but in the future 3017
I'm a live threat that survived seven hundred twenty five threats
You witnessing a prelude the real me hasn't arrived yet (ugh uh)
My rough courses are taught by unseen forces
In a cold cave with a witch, two leprechauns, and a sorceress
I transcend, concentrate ya levels no man been standing
With a cello on my chin playing mentally with my hands in
When he slept all you heard was mad screams
Cuz he was dreaming that he kept waking up from bad dreams
And each dream contained a hundred more dreams with different scenes
Prolonging paralysis with multiplied recurring themes
And I do it smooth
My epilogues making the music move
Twist your brain up with my hand and mash it back up like a Rubix Cube
Historical my eloquence is categorical
Travel thru portals the immortal metaphorical oracle
Unexpected disasters
Bastards testing the master
Blessing the masses with paragraphs that will blast ya to smithereens
The guillotine
That fell from the mezzanine
Just landed but started falling back in 1917
By whatever means, I'm a sever spleens
While I perfectly describe a thousand murders that I never seen
Your flow is comical mine is astronomical
Watch the phenomenal writer blow holes thru your abdominal
Then I'll plummet thru the sky like a loud comet
Lyrics make the sun bead thoughts that make a cloud vomit
Snitches lay next to shotgun shells
Once he dead man I promise you he not gon tell
For the hell I spiked the kool-aid with scorpion venom
If some alien's attacks don't run to me for help I probably sent 'em
To take me out you gonna need a few more hundred men
One thousand is my ranking on a scale from one to ten
I leave ya staff guessing in the lab stressing
Paragraph blessing here's a math lesson
Action, when I take your soul from you that's subtraction
When I split you in two halves then you a fraction
Fast or slow its best ya know not to test the flow, its K-Rino
I'm colder than a homeless Eskimo
I'm a potential mental patient
A science fictional manifestation of another mans imagination (ugh)
My raps will shatter anatomical compositions to shrapnel
Twist you up horizontally, vertically, and diagonal
I'm the scary one, paragraph killer copied by everyone
Rappers mangled so bad it turned vultures to vegetarians
I'm laced with flows so sharp each word places
Five slashes like a blade that made faces look like K-Swiss
I flame throw, you maintain the same flow
In cloud battles I make colored blood stains drip out of the rainbow
My life get to the point where it don't matter what you spice with
I'm immune to stab wounds he kept jugging me till the knife quit
I was foreseen by an Ethiopian queen
Not in the past but in the future 3017
I'm a live threat that survived seven hundred twenty five threats
You witnessing a prelude the real me hasn't arrived yet (ugh uh)
My rough courses are taught by unseen forces
In a cold cave with a witch, two leprechauns, and a sorceress
I transcend, concentrate ya levels no man been standing
With a cello on my chin playing mentally with my hands in
When he slept all you heard was mad screams
Cuz he was dreaming that he kept waking up from bad dreams
And each dream contained a hundred more dreams with different scenes
Prolonging paralysis with multiplied recurring themes
And I do it smooth
My epilogues making the music move
Twist your brain up with my hand and mash it back up like a Rubix Cube
Historical my eloquence is categorical
Travel thru portals the immortal metaphorical oracle
by JAKEsauce April 15, 2008
by JAKEsauce September 19, 2006
by JAKEsauce February 1, 2008
1.When your Nippin so hardcore you could cut glass.
2.Nipples that look so delicious you want to put butter on them and eat them.
3.A funny name for someone
2.Nipples that look so delicious you want to put butter on them and eat them.
3.A funny name for someone
1 omg its cold man im gonna get cornipples
2.Oh man I would give anything to suck on those cornnipples
3.Kid, your a cornnipple
2.Oh man I would give anything to suck on those cornnipples
3.Kid, your a cornnipple
by JAKEsauce November 4, 2006
by JAKEsauce September 19, 2006