PewDiePie Rap - Dan Bull, Pewdiepie

Hey hey hey this is PewDiePie’s channel

And if you don’t like that I’ll slap you with a flannel

Hop on my camel and chase you to the North Pole

Aaaah my camel’s out of control!

Run, run, call the police

I’m going to the zoo there’s animals to release

I’ll take them all home and show them my games

Take pictures of them all (smile!) and keep them in frames

His name is PewDiePie, ladies claim he’s a cutie pie

Millions other 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 bogeys out of my nose

Or watch something else that is 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 velocirapper, 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 watch 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 smellin?

I’m rippedy rapping and bibbedy bapping and hippedy hopping

There’s nobody stopping me., so whatever you’re watching

You better be paying attention to P… E…WDIEPIE

He’s 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 with the speed of Raikkonen

And 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?

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