Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Otha Fish, artist - The Pharcyde. Album song Cydeways: The Best Of The Pharcyde, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.01.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Delicious Vinyl
Song language: English
Otha Fish |
Yeah, bam, bam, bam, heyya, whassup, yeah |
We was like that you know |
Yeah, and I bet you got laid back |
Yeah, I’mma uh, I’m a just sit in here for a couple of hours |
Man, don’t sweat it, yo, we gonna catch some stuff, dude |
Oh no, I’m kinda tired |
Nah, we got a basket, we’re gonna fill this basket before we go, yo |
Aight, bro |
'Cause the otha fish is better… |
It took a second to register up in my branium |
My dome, my head, my skull, my cranium |
My eyes have had enough, it was time to do some talking |
I had to creep through the hound-dogs that were stalking |
This slimmy caught me peeping |
This means she wasn’t sleeping on who I was |
So she crept in like a hawk |
In a minute’s time, we adjourned to the floor |
Ooh! |
I hit a high note 'cause of the way that she was walking |
We got into the groove, I didn’t bust no, uh, hip-hop moves |
I just kept it nice and smooth |
Next thing you know, we got together, word, I thought we’d be forever |
Didn’t have an umbrella, now I’m soaked in stormy weather |
Whether two birds of a feather fly or fall it’ll be together |
Never simp, pimp, and leave your love life limp |
There’ll be no suicide attempts for this slim-trim kid |
'Cause you know there’s other fish in the sea, that is, in the sea |
In the sea that is |
In the sea |
You know there’s other fish, in the sea, that is |
In the sea, sea, in the sea that is |
You know there’s other fish, in the sea, that is |
In the sea, sea, in the sea that is |
You know there’s other fish, in the sea, that is |
In the sea, sea, in the sea that is |
You know there’s other fish, in the sea, that is |
You know there’s other fish in the sea |
I reminisce, try to clear up all the myths |
For an imaginary kiss with you again |
Not even friends, though I wish that I could mend |
Like a tailor and be Olive Oyl’s number one sailor |
I ams what I am, still I falls like an anvil |
She’s heavy on the mind, sometimes it’s more than I can handle |
But men aren’t supposed to tumble into the den, B |
Macho, but a honcho like Pancho will give in |
Family oriented, but not Oriental |
A dame is supposed to claim ya even if you drive a Pinto |
A hero is a sandwich, and a Manwich is a meal |
A marriage is a paper; |
are they fakin' or for real? |
What’s the deal, dabbers? |
Will you go tumbling after |
Your man and take a stand or will you help him roll faster? |
The reason why I ask you is because I’m sick of this |
Bitch licking drip drip from a nigga’s benefits |
He doesn’t even suit you and he’s surely not your size |
I’m surprised that you slept on a heart that’s worldwide |
And when ya open up your eyes, babe, my mate, I really wish |
That you don’t bruise a limb, as you swim with other fish in the sea |
In the sea that is |
In the sea |
You know there’s other fish, in the sea, that is |
In the sea, sea, in the sea that is |
You know there’s other fish, in the sea, that is |
In the sea, sea, in the sea that is |
You know there’s other fish, in the sea, that is |
In the sea, sea, in the sea that is |
You know there’s other fish, in the sea, that is |
You know there’s other fish in the sea |
Now, if there ain’t no mountain high enough |
Why ain’t you climbing up? |
My hand has been extended ever since the day I lent it to ya |
I thought I knew ya, but I didn’t even know ya |
Bro, you’re stupid, 'cause ya thought you captured Cupid |
And you found that love ain’t two bits of shit |
So I resign and quit |
It ain’t even about the hips, or the lips or the tits or |
Even the pussy whip, Elizabeth, this is it |
Because I slipped and I tripped into a shoe that didn’t fit |
And now the next man is stealing my heart away |
I’d charge him like a bull, but his pull never fades me |
The kid is going crazy, they stepping with my lady |
They’re working on a baby, I’m pushing up the daisies, but |
Hey diddle diddle, I won’t play second fiddle |
To no man and stand firm on this |
And seal up on the bliss with a big juicy kiss |
Just call me Big Gibraltar, miss |
No, I won’t diss, I’m just like off to other fish in the sea |
In the sea, baby |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other fish that’s in the sea |
You know there’s other, you know that there’s other |
In the sea, baby |
In the sea, baby |
In the sea, baby |
In the sea, baby |