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bill wailey - you're done buddy lyrics

[intro]
thought i wouldn’t respond to this bro
i’m chilling man, so why should i?
but hey, this is a great excercise, right?
so i guess i gotta respond bro
you feel me?

[verse 1]
i haven’t been in the dissing game for a minute
because i was focusing on important sh+t, innit
was blowing money, doing stuff, just mizing
but i see that this n+gga clearly likes fighting
thought we buried the hatchet, guess that’s cap
just like everytime this n+gga writes down his rap
listen man, i thought we were good, the f+ck?
i don’t wanna play this game again, f+ck bad luck
n+gga down bad that he didn’t have a valentine
buddy down bad that his february 14th ain’t divine
shawties be with thеir man, his sorry ass single
while i’m with a shawty, watching her booty jigglе
been livin’ life, f+ck a rap beef, not worth my time
but i guess if i shut up about this, it’s a crime
so why not? let’s do this sh+t again, just for fun
just like i was having some fun with his ex+hun
not my fault that she landed on my d+ck, d+mn
you been yapping too much, gonna call you ma’am
been cooking up an ep, f+ck calling your ass out
but you called me out, and for what? for clout?
you been faking your lifestyle n+gga, that’s for sure
now you wanna diss me bro? you so immature
even wrote one of your songs, where’s my credit?
without me buddy, your next album is gon’ be sh+t
in my own lane n+gga, your ass ain’t on my level
even by your standards buddy, you ain’t that special
should’ve beat your ass up, but then i got morals
listened to your diss track, nah buddy, it really sucks
can’t even diss to save your life, just pack it up
just stop rapping bro, your ass must keep your mouth shut
i guess then i gotta quickly tell you how it is then
i don’t wanna talk about your ass ever again
[hook]
you’re done buddy
you’re done buddy
you’re done buddy
you’re done buddy
you’re done buddy
you’re done buddy
you’re done buddy
you’re done buddy
i done cooked you buddy, don’t make me cook you some more
because you’ll know i’ll go harder than ever before

[break]
no, wait hold on, i’m not done cooking this n+gga
he’s a lame ass n+gga and i want him to understand that
ungijwayela kabi lo, i’m tired of this n+gga bro
so now i think it’s time for him to learn to not f+ck with me
let me switch the beat real quick

[beat switch]

[verse 2]
feel like i’m soft with you, now i gotta go hard
ironically, you ain’t hard, n+gga you’s a r+t+rd
would’ve mized you but your ass went too far
dissed my family, buddy that ain’t even a bar
f+cked your girl to make a statement, feel me?
should’ve kept her around, she might heal me
let’s leave her out of this, it’s ‘bout me and you
told me to go f+ck myself? n+gga f+ck you too
hold up, i heard your ass is repeating a module
your dumbass really stupid, man you are a tool
we ain’t the same buddy, your ass is a child
and you think you can be me? bro that’s wild
don’t start with me, i’ll bury your career easy
not a fan of your rhymes, they so f+cking cheesy
i’m sorry for dissing your mom, and i mean that
but your sister? i’m gonna pin her ass to the mat
feed her this d+ck and make you really mad
but i won’t do that, your sister ain’t even that bad
she pulled up and wanted me, respectfully i’ll pass
you out here f+cking s+x workers, have some class
i knew you was a goon warrior, dming of hoes
buddy, s+x has ruined you bro, you had a choice
did some research on you, heard you had a bully
maybe i should’ve been that to you, you a goofy
bro mad that i was with his ex, get over that hun
she’s over you, she knew that your ass was no fun
you’re too clingy and obsessive, chill the f+ck out
she’s the only hun you smashed, you got drought
you are drake and i’m kendrick, only i don’t lie
your girl’s p+ssy tastes like sweet american pie
i don’t need to resort to violence to k!ll your ass
gonna turn you from a tough guy to being sass
crazy how i wrote all of my songs, while you didn’t
i wrote that song for you because you an idiot
i just embraced my dark side, call me john cena
you faking your life, i now see your girl as seemah
back in may, i should’ve punched you in your face
or chase you around like it’s the amazing race
but i maintained my morals because i’m mature
and being mature is clearly not in your nature
just live your life and mize me, you gonna be fine
or i might have to take your ex and make her mine
oh, she mighty fine, might have to give her d+ck
sh+t, i know the thought of that just makes you sick
you the only rapper i beefed with, it’s fine that way
but i need you to shut up and f+cking go away
i promise you that your ex is doing fine without you
you just too clingy and can’t let go, oh it’s true
i’m focusing on the bag bro, put you on voicemail
better relax my n+gga, or your ass might be in jail
i’m tired of fake ass n+ggas like you talking sh+t
you need to evaluate yourself, bro you just ain’t it
taking my time in cooking you, i’ll add the sauce
you gonna know now who’s really the f+cking boss
called me a pedo for no reason, i feel like drake
everybody knows that you a liar and a fake
let me wrap this sh+t up, time to close this book
your ass just got cooked, and my ass is the cook
never talk about me again, or it’s on f+cking sight
because everybody knows that i won this fight

- bill wailey lyrics

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