Luyện nghe bài hát Oops

[Hook: D.A.
Poblano
Tobasco to the
[?]
But I probably go to bed
And you know that pops a
But I ride my mom instead
So I'll probably be tomorrow
But tonight I'm off dead
1: Asher Roth]
[?] don't catch dad in a bad
Act in a fat suit with a satchel
Rap [?] roots holy mackerel
[?] [?] with a [?]
It's track two, pack in a parachute
What you use yo, the mule or the pair of boots
Prepare the to lose, paraplegic
Parents get duped by loose of allegiance
pure genius, speech undefeated
Hold on to your seat, me you're gonna need it
Neat shit but gee, I rather take a ski
Get sea sick I deep sea fish so
flicks [?]
Cause me and Lil B look a little
It's ridic- what we do for shit
on your TV, I think you should see this 'cause

[Hook: D.A.
Caliente
to the head
[?]
But I probably go to bed
And you know that pops a
But I ride with my mom
So I'll be fine tomorrow
But tonight I'm better off
But tonight I'm off dead

[Verse 2: Roth]
Jeez [?] don't throw feces
Please keep the [?] with the piece
Speech ceased, won't leave til I three-peat
Be smoking weed in the [?]
It's me [?] Easy [?]
Like Leaky Lea but she might I'm creepy
Three strikes yikes, need to up the lead
I'm the nicest in the but the [?] thinks I'm [?]
It's like right, still sucking on a teet
When I be up on the beat, leave the seat up on you
My martini up her knee, better it up and leave
Use a rubber I hump her, double pump it up in peace
Don't be such a dweeb cause I'm from another
Jeez when you sneeze, at least turn the other cheek
[?] while at supper my neice
But don't tell her mother, be in trouble for a week

[Hook: D.A.
Poblano
Tobasco to the
[?]
But I should go to bed
And you know that pops a
But I ride with my mom
So probably be fine tomorrow
But tonight I'm off dead

[Verse 3: Asher
[?] super nice with the
[?] go to a show, say he though
Hoes go "whoa" ever I went solo
No more though, gotta get the dough-dough
Flow home grown mowing in [?]
Bath robes and toes, sip on cocoa
Mojo all on my so no photos
Flow so woah, make the bros go
Toto and Sara Crowe drink Locos
And throw clothes [?] to pogo sticks
Oh shit yo, don't forget the sticks
And red slippers cause I need a couple soul flicks
No place like though, I get nostalgic
cross the road so I can get some more chicks
No though, oh well dude we noted
That's the way it goes in the show biz,

D.A. Wallach]
Caliente
to the head
[?]
But I should go to bed
And you know that pops a
But I with my mom instead
So I'll be fine tomorrow
But tonight I'm better off