(Chorus x3) Mashed potatos, we're unable to row, riding on a boat Oh oh oh oh oh gravy boat!
(Jamie Madrox) We run shit like on Ex-Lax All up in your pocket like Sam and the income tax Can you relax when is run a mile a minute? Play the industry pussy, grab dick and get up in it (Are you in it to win it?) As we prevail, with shit so it's tipping the scale I been to Hell, heavy hot walking the since child birth Never to school, and when I did, I ate my homework Never a fool, and if I did, I was a poser You blame a nerd for trying to get closer (Now I'm the boy!) For and freaks and chainsaw murderers that ever sleep They call me Marshmellow Man cause I was so fat my looked like they were sectioned off in bands it ever change? I and hope it a scoop of mash potatos, see the chorus for the gravy
(Chorus x3) Mashed potatos, we're unable to row, riding on a gravy Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh boat!
(Monoxide Child) I'm on D! Obstruction of and all that Fuck the cops, where my mothafucking at? Your boy with the teddy bear nose, and the fake ass asortment of I'm changing clothes like a true scrub, twice a week And smoking weed till my eyeballs Once I hit the Crazy money, and G's, and then I split that shit on the me like the freak I am Don't route me on a tour to Japan, I base it all up on my sound So glad you leave my fiending, with a slow jam singing, and some fake thug clinging to ya I see the gangstas walk on through, and a mothafucking thing you can do Shit, my brain out on concrete, but my feet moving to another beat the Jedi Luke Skywalker
(Chorus x3) Mashed potatos, we're unable to row, on a gravy boat Oh oh oh oh oh gravy boat!
*musical
(Chorus x3) potatos, we're unable to row, riding on a gravy boat Oh oh oh oh oh gravy boat!