Lyrics:
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
wax on all this xodí
Hit the hooch too
Them hataz hidup in your circle
Don't know who's who
I stacked a check up that purple made The Who's who's
Aye
years
Here's to you, now pass the hooch, go on take a sip
From the sober quiet streets of good ol' Lynchburg Tennessee
To the corner bar and beer
else (straight up)
Wrist, wrist, mix up the hooch
Mix up the hooch
No, it's not Goose, it's the hooch
Mix up the hooch, ooh yeah
Wrist, wrist, mix up
und flieg' ganz schön hoch (ho-och, ho-och, ho-och)
Mann, die Natur beruhigt mich, dort weiß ich nich', was Furcht ist (yeah)
Dort wird mir wieder
Thank You Fizzle
Hold up
Ayy, big blue faces
I just f*** with the hooch
AK-four-seven (Yeah)
Shit Call Of Duty, yeah
I just want the bread
Don't give
Fucked that bitch with no lotion
Fuck the world from behind
Free myself with that potion
Was trapped inside my mind
Hooch out that cauldron
Ain't
Who got the hooch
Who got the hooch
Who got the only sweetest thing in the world
The working day was long
And the road is grinding on
And your
Who got the hooch
Who got the hooch
Who got the only sweetest thing in the world
The working day was long
And the road is grinding on
And your
Who got the hooch
Who got the hooch
Who got the only sweetest thing in the world
The working day was long
And the road is grinding on
And your
out this flask
I ain't drinking hooch, girl, come on just relax
Babygirl, bring it over, put some cash on that ass
I can show you round the city, know I
the beauty thats in front of me
So dance all night
With me by your side
You can light up any room
Any one you walk in to
Marla Hooch I think you're fine
не важен твой чин, да, ей плевать на пакты (пакты)
Ей нет дела до того, тут кому был рад ты (рад ты)
Поджигаю этот сплиф (едкий hooch), как на спор
grad verlumpe!
Gumpe, Fröschli, aber rasch
Gump, so hööch wie'd nume chasch!
Gumpe, Fröschli, aber rasch
Gump, so hööch wie'd nume chasch!
Gumpe,
mama got me
She gona fill me full-a all that hooch-a-hooch-a-cooch-e
She gona fill me full-a all that hooch-a-hooch-a-cooch-e
Now that ho-do honey
einfach nur zu mir
Ich zieh dich hoch
Ich zieh dich hoch
Hooch
Hooch
Hooch
Hooch
Und ich weiß, du lässt nicht los
Egal wie weit es runter geht
Ich kann
I just bought a new pair of leather boots
I'm gone hit the dance floor and do the scoot
I just took another swing of the hooch
Lookin for a cutie pie
drift or draw;
In muskeg hollow or canyon gloom, by avalanche, fang or claw;
By battle, murder or sudden wealth, by pestilence, hooch or lead
I swore
ima mad little dude
My poetry got killers bussin moves
She notice me, she throwin me the cooch
Im floatin b, im tipsy off the hooch
Apply that pressure
with your pie
We can slurp each other's loins while the tears fall from my eye
Hey girl, you're swigging that hooch
And swinging your cooch around
After
really talk to the demons, they in my soul
I gotta hooch man, I'm Fiending, I'm trynna let go
I really came out the cement, doing these shows
I know that
with the hooch, it got it real right
Front with more than two seats, ‘cause I had to
Got a hat trick, triple threat too
I could introduce something
mooch some homemade hooch and go out for a lark
Just to drive off these mean ole Harlem Blues
You can have your Broadway, give me Lenox Avenue
Angels
Huh, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
I just came outta the dark 'cause we tinted the coupe
Crazy hoe call me a hooch
Dive in that water, I'm treadin' through
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