The Pharcyde

The Pharcyde - Otha Fish lyrics

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We was like that you know
 Yeah, and I bet you got layed back
 Yeah, I'ma 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 there are otha fish...

 [Slim Kid Tre]
 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 talkin
 I had to creep through the hound-dogs that were stalkin
 This slimmy caught me peepin, this means she wasn't sleepin
 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 walkin
 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 um-ber-ella, now I'm soaked in stormy weather
 whether two birds of a feather fly or fall it'll be together
 Never sympin, and leave your love life limp
 There'll be no suicide attempts for this slim-trim kid
 Cuz you know there's otha fish in the sea, that is, in the sea
 In the sea that is

 (Chorus 3X)
 (In the sea) You know there's otha fish in the sea that is

 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 I hancho 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 lickin drip drip from a niggaz benefits
 He doesn't even suit ya and he's surely not ya size
 I'm surprised that you slept on a heart that's worldwide
 And when ya open up ya eyes, babe, my mate, I really wish
 that ya don't bruise a limb, as ya swim with otha fish in the sea
 In the sea that is

 (Chorus 3X)

 Now, if there ain't no mountain high enough
 Why ain't you climbin up?
 My hand has been extended every 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'd catch a Cupid
 and you found that love ain't two wiffs of shit
 So I resign or quit
 It ain't even about the hips, or the lips or the tits or
 Even the pussywhip, 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 steppin with my lady
 They workin on a baby, I'm pushin 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 Gibraltor miss
 No, I won't diss, I'm just like on to otha fish in the sea
 In the sea that is

 (Chorus 3X)

 You know there's otha, you know that there's otha
 (chorus repeats 20X)

 In the sea, baby (4X
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Copyrights:

Author: John Barnes

Composer: ?

Publisher: Delicious Vinyl, Inc.

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Released in: 1992

Language: English

Appearing on: Bizarre Ride II the Pharcyde (1992) , Cydeways (2001)

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