The Lonely Island - Let's Bash lyrics
[The Lonely Island - Let's Bash lyrics]
Well, "The Bash" started with
Myself and José 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 flexin'
Acknowledging our feats via human connection
Let’s bash (Let's bash) , let's monster bash
Hit a tater out the stadi-er for monster cash
Hit a dinger through the
Fuckin' VIP suite glass
Break your fuckin' arm in half
And then sign the cast
Get well soon love, José
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 bootyhole 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 flyin'
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
Man, 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 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 a bash
Myself and José 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 flexin'
Acknowledging our feats via human connection
Let’s bash (Let's bash) , let's monster bash
Hit a tater out the stadi-er for monster cash
Hit a dinger through the
Fuckin' VIP suite glass
Break your fuckin' arm in half
And then sign the cast
Get well soon love, José
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 bootyhole 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 flyin'
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
Man, 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 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 a bash