let's bash
lonely island, the
well the bash started with myself and jose canseco
uh we were mashing forearms one day in the club house
and uh we decided instead of giving a high five we would bash our forearms together
just hit a three run ho-ho
but if you wanna high five that's a no-no
all my homies at home plate
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
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
sorry about your arm walt weiss
when we in kansas city we walking out in the parking lot
then yell fuck the royals"