text: Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch 
  Mix up the hooch 
  No, this not Goose, this the hooch 
  Yeah, off the hooch, umm yeah 
  Feelin kinda loose off the hooch 
  Yeah, loose off the hooch 
  Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch 
  Mix up the hooch, umm, yeah
  Fly done changed 
  All in the mall, I aint got no brain 
  Doin shit together we cant do again 
  Brooklyn with the combo, Ill put in pain
  Ooh, Im back for another one 
  Ooh, I like the way you wind it 
  Ooh, I hate when were distant 
  Ooh, she want a Michael, she dont do Jermaines 
  Prince with the hundreds, yeah, purple rain 
  Roll me up a Backwood, I cant do no planes 
  When I take a sip, I swear I know myself 
  I can teach your ass the combo, dont tell nobody else 
  Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch 
  Yeah, mix up the hooch 
  No, this not Goose, this the hooch
  Yeah, off the hooch, umm yeah
  Feelin kinda loose off the hooch 
  Yeah , loose off the hooch
  Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch 
  Mix up the hooch, umm, yeah 
  Clark Gable
  At the crib, the crap tables
  I been going day bu
  At the party I got jiggas, I got winnebago
  I cant hardly, I can hardly, I cant never stable
  Yeah, off the hooch juice, ooh
  Off the hooch juice, ooh
  Nothin brand new I swear a thing departed
  Had to get it started for me all my new garages
  Yeah, Im in there baby, baby, Ive been driving nauseous
  Stack the commas, feeling nauseous off that barbie
  Chillin in the sun, feel like Ken and Barbie, yeah, yeah
  I done balsamic all my niggas, I mean, yeah, yeah
  Hit the 504 up an deuce
  I cant even drink a let me choose, ooh, yeah
  Twinnin all my might just twin on you
  Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch
  Mix up the hooch
  No, this not Goose, this the hooch, yeah
  Yeah, off the hooch, umm, yeah
  Feelin kinda loose off the hooch
  Yeah, loose off the hooch
  Mix, mix, wrist, mix, mix, wrist up the hooch
  Mix up the hooch, umm, yeah
  Yeah