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