Mark Lamont Hill

Shout out to everybody in the Carolinas.

All the Patronis on the subgroups out there.

Where my roof just go, top slip off like Janet at the Super Bowl.

I got it.

Maybach music money over everything Looking like money Looking like a bag of money

I go and get it, and I let her count it for me I fuck her good, and she always right in front of me My bitch bad, lookin' like a bag of money That bitch bad, lookin' like a bag of money I go and get it, and I let her count it for me

She got me caught up in the moment She got me caught up in the moment She got me caught up in the moment I only kiss her when she on it Fuck the hood, make her call me in the moment

I go and get it and I let her count it for me I fuck her good and she always ride it for me My bitch bad looking like a bag of money My bitch bad looking like a bag of money I go and get it and I let her count it for me

Another one of the best summers of my life

Ha!

Yes, but I said... More French shaming.

He didn't know.

You don't need the trauma bond.

You don't need the trauma bond.

Please.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm not.

Committed, right?

Yeah, you know.

Oh, yeah.