Come mix it now!
Come mix it now!
The cooking pot explodes, shattering the molds
Either drop tha salt in tha water or get tha fuck off tha commode
Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha pasta drop
Drop an don’t dawdle yo, don’t call this a co-op
Boiling rains drenchin’, quenchin’ tha pasta of tha dried up sad
That seashell shape gon mad

Rally round Velveeta! With a pocket full of shells!
They rally round Velveeta! With a pocket full of shells!
They rally round Velveeta! With a pocket full of shells!
They rally round Velveeta! With a pocket full of shells!