Robby Hunter Band - Never Say No

Two joints in my breast pocket, a bag of white View points of a blessed prophet, got bragging rights I use the blue coins for the sex poppin’ I’m wagging kites You boys see the next coffin, I’m grabbing flights Here is that new noise for your ears dropping like dragons at night Tattoo toys you were rockin’ with your swag and tights I’m walking through joy like a new born wearing rags in bright Stables were a fable I once cared to fight But not I’m back jack at it again yessir my friend, making all the people be, staying at my house till the, Sun comes back up again, yessir my friend, Stella Artois mon cheri, never say no to Mary, Jane No you Never say No I met her at a party, she was sipping straight Bacardi I was pulling a Gerardi till she pulled out my Lombardi, now Got me swinging Richards, rolling blunts and buying pitchers Losing all my riches as she’s pulling down my briches Stitches in my eye, cuz her man was standing by Picture 6’5 and the smell of Bullet Rye Good god green booty wearing nymphomaniac, Mary is the cherry worth a thousand eyes of black and now we’re Back jack at it again yessir my friend, making all the people be, staying at my house till the, Sun comes back up again, yessir my friend, Stella Artois mon Cheri, never say no to Mary, Jane No you Never say No