(How's it going bros? My name is PewDiePie)
(How's it going bros? My name is PewDiePie)
(How's it going bros? My name is PewDiePie)
(How's it going bros? My name is PewDiePie)
Hey! This is PewDiePie's channel
And if you don't like that I'll slap you will a flannel
Hop on my camel and chase you to the North Pole
Ahhh!
My camel's out of control!
Run! Run! Call the police!
I'm going to the zoo, there's animals to release
I take them all home and I show them my games
Take pictures of them all (Smile!)
And I keep them in frames
His name is PewDiePie
Ladies claim he's a cutie pie
Millions others disagree and say he's just a stupid guy
So who is right? Let's look at the facts
Dudes that like him, or that attack?
Hang on a sec, what does it matter?
Refuse to fight, it's a horrible act
I could pick some bogyes out of my nose
Or watch something else that's gross with thousands of bros
I could learn to sew and make some outfits and clothes
Or I could buy a PewDiePie tee like thousands of bros
What you talkin' 'bout, PewDiePie?
You're not making any sense bro, you be high
You could wear a new Gucci suit and groovy tie
But you'll never be as beautiful as PewDiePie
I'm taking on Youtube in a tutu
Woo hoo
I'm bigger than you, you, and you
Boo hoo
There's loads of dudes getting in feuds with Pewds
But I'm infused with juice
And ready to bruise these noobs
I'm a velociraptor
Ferocious
A new subscriber every day since diplodocus
I'm clearly the dopest
The rest of you are hopeless
I'm on a global stage
You're on some sofas
You're bogus, hocus pocus, no focus
I can't decide if I should punch you or give you a brofist
You look as if you stole your sister's hair
Aww what you gonna do?
Throw Mr. Chair?
I could write poetry and flowery prose
Or I could argue in the comments with thousands of bros
I could water the garden, I've got flowers to hose
Or I could stay inside the house online with thousands of bros
What you talkin' 'bout, PewDiePie?
You're not making any sense bro, you be high
You could wear a new Gucci suit and groovy tie
But you'll never be as beautiful as PewDiePie
Edgar Allen, Edgar Allen
Are you responsible for what I'm smelling?
I'm rippedy rapping and bippedy bapping and hippedy hopping
There's nobody stopping me
So whatever you're watching
You better be stopping and paying attention to P-e-wDiePie
Even sweeter than a blueberry pie
I feel like I'm motherfucking stuck in this duck
It makes me want to quack like, "What the fuck is that!?"
Genius Pewds strikes again at the speed of Räikkönen
If I couldn't watch his videos I think my life would end
So, goodbye bros
See you tomorrow
Yeah so, goodbye bros
No, Stephano!
I could play a MOBA game for hours 'til pro
Or I could choose to stay on Youtube with thousands of bros
I could learn to sing to huge crowds at my shows
Or I could join the chorus of this one
How does it go? Oh!
What are you talkin' 'bout, PewDiePie?
You're not making any sense bro, you be high
You could wear a new Gucci suit and groovy tie
But you'll never be as beautiful as PewDiePie
(How's it going bros?)