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asher roth - oops lyrics

[produced by oren yoel]

[hook: d.a. wallach]
caliente poblano
tabasco to the head
a body in mint milanos [?]
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]
gadzooks don’t catch dad in a bad mood
act cool in a fat suit with a satchel
rap [?] gr-ss roots holy mackerel
[?] stack [?] with a cackle
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 g-nius, speech undefeated
hold on to your seat, believe me you’re gonna need it
neat sh-t but gee, i rather take a ski trip
get sea sick when i deep sea fish so
flea flicks [?] priestess
cause me and lil b look a little jesus
it’s ridic- what we do for free sh-t
turn on your tv, i think you should see this ’cause

[verse 2: asher roth]
jeez rafiki don’t throw your feces
please keep the peace 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 sucking on a teet
when i be up on the beat, leave the seat up on you geeks
my martini up her knee, better suck 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

[verse 3: asher roth]
low blow bro super nice with the yo-yo
so-sos 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-m-
toto and scara crowe drink four locos
and throw clothes to hoboes to jump pogo sticks
oh sh-t 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 nostoulgic
only cross the road so i can get some more chicks
no goal though, oh well duly noted
that’s the way it goes in the show biz, homie

[hook: d.a. wallach]
a body in mint milanos [?]
tabasco to my head
[?] dance tomorrow
but i’m probably better off dead
yeah i’m probably better off dead [x3]
hey

- asher roth lyrics

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