[Hook: D.A. Wallach]
Caliente Poblano
Tobasco to the head
[?]
But I probably should go to bed
And you know that pops a model
But I ride with my mom instead
So I'll probably be fine tomorrow
But tonight I'm better off dead
[Verse 1: Asher Roth]
[?] don't catch dad in a bad mood
Act cool in a fat suit with a satchel
Rap [?] gra** roots holy mackerel
[?] stack [?] with a [?]
It's track two, pack fuel in a parachute
What you rather use yo, the mule or the pair of boots
Prepare the troops to lose, paraplegic
Parents get duped by loose pledge of allegiance
He's pure genius, speech undefeated
Hold on to your seat, believe me you're gonna need it
Neat sh** but gee, I rather take a ski trip
Get sea sick when I deep sea fish so
Flea flicks [?]
Cause me and Lil B look a little Jesus
It's ridic- what we do for free sh**
Turn on your TV, I think you should see this 'cause
[Hook: D.A. Wallach]
Caliente Poblano
Tobasco to the head
[?]
But I probably should go to bed
And you know that pops a model
But I ride with my mom instead
So I'll probably be fine tomorrow
But tonight I'm better off dead
But tonight I'm better off dead
[Verse 2: Asher Roth]
Jeez [?] don't throw your feces
Please keep the [?] with the three piece
Speech never ceased, won't leave til I three-peat
Be lowkey smoking weed in the [?]
It's me [?] Speak Easy [?]
Like Leaky Lea but she might think I'm creepy
Three strikes yikes, need to tighten up the lead
I'm the nicest in the league but the [?] thinks I'm [?]
It's like yeah right, still s**ing on a teet
When I be up on the beat, leave the seat up on you geeks
My martini up her knee, better s** it up and leave
Use a rubber when I hump her, double pump it up in peace
Don't be such a dweeb cause I'm from another breed
Jeez cover when you sneeze, at least turn the other cheek
[?] while at supper with my neice
But please don't tell her mother, be in trouble for a week
[Hook: D.A. Wallach]
Caliente Poblano
Tobasco to the head
[?]
But I probably should go to bed
And you know that pops a model
But I ride with my mom instead
So I'll probably be fine tomorrow
But tonight I'm better off dead
[Verse 3: Asher Roth]
[?] super nice with the yo-yo
[?] go to a show, say he dope though
Hoes go "whoa" ever since I went solo
No more jokes though, gotta get the dough-dough
Flow home grown lawn mowing in [?]
Bath robes and open toes, sip on cocoa
Mojo all on my home so no photos
Flow so woah, make the bros go h*mo
Toto and Sara Crowe drink Four Locos
And throw clothes [?] to jump pogo sticks
Oh sh** yo, don't forget the glow sticks
And red slippers cause I only need a couple soul flicks
No place like home though, I get nostalgic
Only cross the road so I can get some more chicks
No goal though, oh well dude we noted
That's the way it goes in the show biz, homie
[Hook: D.A. Wallach]
Caliente Poblano
Tobasco to the head
[?]
But I probably should go to bed
And you know that pops a model
But I ride with my mom instead
So I'll probably be fine tomorrow
But tonight I'm better off dead