Let’s Bash

Well, The Bash started with myself and Jose Canseco

Uh, we were matching forearms one day in the clubhouse

And, uh, we decided instead of giving a high five

We would bash our forearms together

Let's bash (let's bash)

Let's bash (let's bash)

Let's bash (let's bash)

Let's bash on they ass

Let's bash (let's bash)

Let's bash (let's bash)

Let's bash (let's bash)

Let's bash on they ass

Uh, just hit a three run ho-ho

But if you wanna high five, that's a no-no

I'm heading home, all my homies at home plate

Are waiting on me, so you know I gotta do something great

And that's when the arms go up

Like we about to drink from a cup

'Cause we a bunch of buff dudes just flexing

Acknowledging our feats via human connection

Let's bash

Let's monster bash

Hit a tater out the stadi-er for monster cash

Hit a dinger through the fucking VIP suite glass

Break your fucking arm in half and then I sign the cast

Get well soon

Love, Jose

Sorry about your arm, Walt Weiss

It happens

When we in Kansas city, we walk out in the parking lot

Then yell, "Fuck the Royals"

Start swinging and popping off

We beat up their fans 'til the cops say to knock it off

Down half a creatine shake and to top it off

The next day on the bus, got hit with the roid rage

But I played it off

Said I was irritated 'cause of my booty hole rash

No pain, no gain motherfucker

Let's bash (let's bash)

Let's bash (let's bash)

Let's bash (let's bash)

Let's bash on they ass

I left my steroids in El Sobrante

Left my steroids in El Sobrante

Left my steroids in El Sobrante

I got to get 'em

I got-got to get 'em

I might be an Athletic but I'm built like a giant

And I'm wearing white socks like an angel that's flying

Met a blue jay that's fucking an oriole

You're royally screwed like a marlin

Exposed to the oil that a pirate or a mariner

Spilled out his tanker

That's a cardinal sin, padre

Yeah? Tell it to the ranger

You feel brave little cub-cub?

Try to sock me

But when I'm seeing red, shit is gonna get rocky

I dodge your fist, beat your blood-red red socks soggy

Astrophysicist make you see stars promptly

I'm more hopped up then a brewer that's hyper

Sit Indian-style when I'm yankee on my tiger

I'm staring at a Philly with some major league twins

If you didn't know by now, I'm naming baseball teams

Let's bash (let's bash)

Let's monster bash

Round tripper make the pitcher feel like donkey ass

Hit a ding dong doodle with my bing bong bat

We smack a blast then we smash your bash