Asher Roth - Oops lyrics

[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