(Chorus x3) Mashed potatos, we're unable to row, riding on a boat Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh boat!
(Jamie Madrox) We run shit like on Ex-Lax All up in your pocket Uncle Sam and the income tax Can you relax when shit is run a a minute? Play the like pussy, your dick and get up in it (Are you in it to win it?) As we prevail, with so obese that it's tipping the I been to Hell, hot mothafucka walking the since child birth Never went to school, and when I did, I ate my Never played a fool, and if I did, I was a You can't blame a nerd for to get closer (Now I'm the boy!) For geeks and freaks and murderers that seldom ever They call me Marshmellow Man I was so fat my arms looked like were sectioned off in rubber bands it ever change? I prayed and it a scoop of mash potatos, see the for the gravy boat
(Chorus x3) Mashed potatos, we're unable to row, riding on a gravy Oh oh oh oh oh gravy boat!
(Monoxide Child) I'm on D! Obstruction of and all that the cops, where my mothafucking dogs at? Your corner boy with the bear nose, and the fake ass asortment of I'm changing clothes like a true scrub, maybe a week And weed till my eyeballs bleed Once I hit the money, millions and G's, and then I split that shit on the Treat me like the I am ever route me on a tour to Japan, I base it all up on my scan So glad you my tastebuds fiending, with a slow jam singing, and some fake thug clinging to ya I see the gangstas walk on through, and ain't a mothafucking you can do Shit, my blew out on concrete, but my feet keep to another beat the Jedi Luke Skywalker
(Chorus x3) Mashed potatos, we're to row, riding on a gravy boat Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh boat!
*musical
(Chorus x3) Mashed potatos, we're to row, riding on a gravy boat Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh boat!