Lyrics:
(Keep me out your head, I'm for real) (Keep me out your head, I'm for real) Late night eating knish's Late night call the sequence Baby girl,
It's all giflte-fish! Tastes like a knish! It's all Gilte fish! Swims like a fish! Sits in your dish! Well i need tums! Oy-Vey! Well i need tums!
Knish, knish, knish Dimple crispy snack Columbus Day Otter raven Messmate laboratory Horse pistol Jealous plastic son-in-law Chief scroupon Smothered
midday Heineken About, to put, no doubt, you wish Clockin from a corner whle you're eating a k'nish Maybe, another lifetime G I hope to see that you're
you, moax you Eat the tables, the chairs, the napkins, who cares? You gotta eat if it chokes ya Oh, do have a knish, Nisha Pass him the latke, Matke
you, moax you Eat the tables, the chairs, the napkins, who cares? You gotta eat if it chokes ya Oh, do have a knish, Nisha Pass him the latke, Matke
a potato knish Baking too long in the sun of Spud Infinity When I say infinity I mean now Kiss the one you are right now Kiss your body up and down,
that Facebook in your pocket Bacon on my Kosher lunch, Knish and matzo, holy cloggin It's the art of artery to heart to corazon corroded communication
49 ways to die 49 ways to die 49 ways to die 49 ways to die Swimming in a pool of piranha fish Getting trapped under an enormous knish Going
of everyone won't talking about a potato knish I know I'm in too deep in every aspect of my life But right here and now I'm happiest being blind
Swish and squish that wish knish Fish (Yeah fish) You're probably wondering what this has to do with SpongeBob Well I roll up to the crib with a hobnob
mind in the most beautiful way. Put a wrap right on that finish dont be fat potato knish Written in the stars it says your fine Dont be back to bother me
fly season, I'll be takin' an angle to style Currency, I need to wrangle a pile, yeah You got your wish, I'm whippin' up a hot knish Go down to Florida
The aftertaste of butter reminds me of my mother Knish in the cupboard after hours how I feast on the custard I be weak and flustered you ain't see me busted (you
dip on that bitch And if not, it's a dish, I'ma eat like Ruth's Chris Got a steak and beverage, yea, she bad as it get If it's dry like knish, I'ma
Catch a big fish Making that dish It ain't knish Cooking the beats Sealing them deals I am for reals Them fish is reals Cooking cocaine I am banned from
smack The fuck out your back Fishing the fish Wishing my wish Hopefully this dish Will contain knish
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