Luyện nghe bài hát Oops

[Hook: D.A.
Poblano
Tobasco to the
[?]
But I probably go to bed
And you know pops a model
But I ride my mom instead
So I'll probably be tomorrow
But tonight I'm better off
[Verse 1: Asher
[?] catch dad in a bad mood
Act cool in a fat suit a satchel
Rap [?] grass roots mackerel
[?] [?] with a [?]
It's track two, pack in a parachute
What you rather use yo, the or the pair of boots
Prepare the to lose, paraplegic
Parents get by loose pledge of allegiance
He's genius, speech undefeated
Hold on to your seat, me you're gonna need it
shit but gee, I rather take a ski trip
Get sea sick I deep sea fish so
Flea [?]
Cause me and Lil B look a little
ridic- what we do for free shit
Turn on your TV, I think you should see this

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

[Verse 2: Asher
[?] don't throw your feces
Please keep the [?] the three piece
Speech never ceased, leave til I three-peat
Be lowkey weed 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, the seat up on you geeks
My martini up her knee, better it up and leave
Use a rubber when I her, double pump it up in peace
Don't be such a dweeb cause I'm from breed
cover when you sneeze, at least turn the other cheek
[?] at supper with my neice
But please don't tell her mother, be in trouble for a

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

3: Asher Roth]
[?] super nice the yo-yo
[?] go to a show, say he though
Hoes go "whoa" since I went solo
No more jokes though, get the dough-dough
Flow home grown mowing in [?]
Bath robes and toes, sip on cocoa
all on my home so no photos
Flow so woah, make the go homo
Toto and Sara Crowe Four Locos
And throw [?] to jump pogo sticks
Oh shit yo, forget the glow sticks
And red slippers I only need a couple soul flicks
No place like though, I get nostalgic
Only cross the road so I can get some more
No though, oh well dude we noted
That's the way it goes in the biz, homie

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