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Tech N9ne – Fish In A Pita (feat. Krizz Kaliko) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

I wrote it smooth in a letter

They laughin’ while I’m dashin’ to the back
Alright then (alright)

So why would you want that fishy cream on your ding dong
Don’t need her, don’t need ya, won’t eat ya

It seems strong to be comin’ through her garments
Ain’t feelin’ right, feelin’ wrong right now, hold up
I know you women thinkin’ this awful
Smells a fish and now my stick outta commission how (tore up)
Hopped in the backseat
I’m wishin’ to beat her
Through her clothes
If that’s between you we’re not eating it’s not freaky
Fish in a pita
Alright then (alright)
I quit because she had the fish in the pita, ugh
And get goin’ right now
And get goin’ right now
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Alright then (alright)
Got me fired up
Might wanna keep that tied up
I ain’t trippin’, I’m slidin’, wait a minute
Don’t need her, don’t need ya, won’t eat ya
Ain’t feelin’ right, feelin’ wrong right now, hold up

Till her ass need a aspirin (hol’ up)
Hopped in the car wit’ her to a kissin’ display
I ain’t trippin’, I’m slidin’, wait a minute
Definitely mean the stream wrong
Tight jean shorts, no panties, and her booty was uncanny
But you know who you are and you’re livin’ unlawful (if you’re stinkin’)
[Hook: Krizz kaliko]
Big chick, pretty face
Fellas I don’t know if anybody eva’ taught you (fish in the pita)
[Outro: Krizz Kaliko]
Finna be smashin’ my pretty fat friend
Can’t remember what city, state
And get goin’ right now
[Spoken]
And you smell that fish in the pita
Some women need just to stop treating their twats cheaply
[Hook: Krizz kaliko]
So this is the day
Dissin’ on me, ya’ll trippin’, nigga this a pony
She ain’t a bring home
Fish in a pita
If she sit on your lap and she got jeans on
Don’t need her, don’t need ya, won’t eat ya
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Fish in a pita leaking to ziti, or tzatziki, ugh
So stop mistreating you’re not feeding me hot meaty
[Hook: Krizz kaliko]
I’m yearnin’ for that cat meat

Between her legs, the wings are spread
I ain’t trippin’, I’m slidin’, wait a minute
Bitch, kissin’ on me, chick is only
Alright then (alright)
They told my hissin’ homies
Might wanna keep that tied up
Get up (get up)
Fish in a pita
But I did this dizzy date on the bus after my show with a bigly shaped
She pulled up in car at the crib
Strippin’ down, my dick is now (swole up)
Went to school together, how ’bout some food endeavors
Might wanna keep that tied up
Jesus

Get up (get up)
It’s hard as hell to clean it up off you
I ain’t trippin’, I’m slidin’, wait a minute
Later for eatin’ now I’m on a mission to spray, okay
Ain’t feelin’ right, feelin’ wrong right now, hold up
Get up (get up)
Okay I wanted to find out how them huge titties taste
Can’t believe she let fish in the pita fumigate the room, ugh
At my Granny’s, the girl that stepped out the car she was a whammy
But I got sniffin’ her skeeter
Hey man, what’s happinin’?
Got me fired up
Got me fired up
This was way before the Nina was a star and I lived
I wanted the kitty space
I assume she hate to groom, funk illuminates the womb
She wrote back cool, whenever
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

Movin’ toward her with that heat