Luyện nghe bài hát Oops

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

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

2: Asher Roth]
Jeez [?] throw your feces
keep the [?] with the three piece
Speech ceased, won't leave til I three-peat
Be lowkey smoking in the [?]
It's me [?] Easy [?]
Like Leaky Lea but she might I'm creepy
Three yikes, need to tighten up the lead
I'm the in the league 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, suck 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 cover when you sneeze, at least turn the other
[?] while at with my neice
But please tell her mother, be in trouble for a week

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

[Verse 3: Asher
[?] super nice the yo-yo
[?] go to a show, say he though
go "whoa" ever since I went solo
No more jokes though, get the dough-dough
Flow home grown mowing in [?]
Bath robes and open toes, sip on
Mojo all on my so no photos
so woah, make the bros go homo
Toto and Crowe drink Four Locos
And throw clothes [?] to jump sticks
Oh yo, don't forget the glow sticks
And red slippers cause I only need a couple flicks
No place home though, I get nostalgic
Only the road so I can get some more chicks
No goal though, oh well we noted
That's the way it goes in the biz, homie

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