PTC $WAGE - Rob Ford lyrics

[Young Phat Hefner: Verse 1] Breakin' Dope Down till I'm barely breathin' I ain't co*ky, I'm just rarely beatin' A god when he speakin, really a rap demon Busy baptizing these women in my semen I'm Rob Fordin', I mean I keep it crackin' I got mild style, styles what you lackin' b**hes hit the mobile, it sounds fantastic f** how you actin, a white boy macin' Fact is I relapse, I'm never relaxin' Cause every dollar I make they taxin' Spend it on they crack then, maybe a new jacket But why'd they jack it when they already have it They some maf**in' has bins So being sh**ty just a habit Throw the mayor some cash slips He hits the crack and won't pa** it [Young Phat Hefner: Hook] I Keep It Crackin' Like im Rob Ford I got a Live you'd Rob For, x2 [DaltonJBomb: Verse 2] Spittin' for the fun of it, no credit for none of it Play me when its rainy, make it shaky when the thunder hits Like, bang, bang, maf**a I be comin' in Right into b**hes if they cute then you know I f** wit them Rob fords crack pipes always be cracklin' While Adam Levine is gettin' daily fudge packed in em But that's old news lets stick to the main attraction This just in Rob switchin' from crack to acid Probably smoking rock in one of my drunkin' stupors Im a f**in' joke my life's basically a blooper But I'm still tryin' to keep my place as the mayor I think I'm right for it but my mind ain't there Way you people b**hin' this sh** is not fair All I did was smoke a little crack and buy some Nike airs Holes in my brain just feelin' like air Olivia gondid, I wanna lick your p**y hairs (Young Phat Hefner: Hook] I Keep It Crackin' Like im Rob Ford I got a Live you'd Rob For, x2