Lyrics:
phone like I was U2
Connected to the fans without a hand, I did it Bluetooth
The only time I come in short is when they watching YouTube
Spin in with
muscles but I'm dope
Big shit-eating grin, I'm about to celebrate
I'm U2 - a beautiful day about to elevate
So tell a Dave or a Stephanie
Spose been giving
Trumped up on antics
Bono, U2 can't stand this
U2 can't stand this
Every day I get up bet I'm gonna make my bed
Every day I get up bet I'm gonna get that
leave the party just like Redfoo
Made a lil movie put it on redtube
I'm singing in the stu just like U2
off the walls it's where I get her you think you too
We gon make that lil video don't mean Youtube
Aye I'm everybody playlist not like U2
And my niggas
Bitch I just caught an
Articuno hey
Now I'm on my way to get
Mewtwo hey
Played my cards right
Like uno hey
Tourin round Kanto
Like U2 hey
Ima catch
que moi, j’ai la solution
U2 en 80, à Bruxelles
On était 100 et j’étais là
J’avais prédit, je m’en souviens
Que U2 ça n’marcherait pas
ngisiphilela ngedwa angifun' umjolo
Ninga s'xabanisi, ngaynbona ningama 2 by 2
Mina nohennessy sohlala siba u2
Indaba isuka mase k'thiwa ngiyek' utshwala
Mina no
This is the love – (One God, one man in the perfect bond of unity)
The love your looking for - Bono, please tell U2
He gave me life, filled my lungs
heads in
A holo-video
The cretin' is waiting for U2 to come on
M-T-V again
But the producer is waiting for the blond bird
And the blond girl's
deep crew
You say you know the what but you do not know the who
Pay attention you could miss it if you Blink 182
And me I'm the one just like I'm U2
of you too, you too, you too
When I met you, you were Thom Yorke
Chris Martin and U2, U2, U2
When you met me, I was Three 6, Pimp C
Bun B, 8-Ball
to know about
The death-wish that they've signed
Ah, life's unkind
Ah, life's unkind
Life's unkind, life's unkind
From poor old U2 to poor old
got their heads in a holo-video
The cretin is waitin for U2 to come on MTV again
but the producer is waiting for the blonde bird
and the blonde
doin the fightin
Chunk chunk yump yump bubblegum chew em up
Hit em up here schoolboy does
Do what the fuck you do partys loose u2′s
Haters eat slick shit
coughing
I won't pass it to you
I'm same class as U2
You don't come up on Youtube
You popping off? Well who knew
Not me, sorry being cocky
Wish someone could
and she's always on time
But I like U2 and she like Coldplay
But something tells me we're gonna be OK
'Cause she was made for me
You gave 'er to me
I said
Well I was born
The year that disco died
And U2 was in high school
Thank the Lord that they survived
Got my first taste, on a Seger 45
And since
just say it now
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
In the back of your Ford listening to U2
People sung more with or without you
Wasn't insecure until I
the metal band
Coldplay, U2 fucking with the leaders
In the new school
I made a few flips, the money grew wingz
Squad took the chips I talk a few rings
Talk
That's a no no
If you with me I ain't solo
I'm with U2 like Bono
Nigga flaccid where the bone go
White and black bounce look at Po Go
One buys
One gets one
you, I’m too true
I’m a rock star, U2
BBC Sweatshirt, that’s my boy Sweatshirt
Bow down 'till your motherfuckin neck hurt
That was that nigga Tylers
like you do
There's nothing you can say that will bother me
Got the spirit of the Joshua Tree
Not talking U2
For those that don't know
That's a band with
you do
Pop my guitar like it's U2
I wanna know if it feels good, yeah
Keep it coming 'til I can't move
I'm on a break
You know that I'm
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