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bill wailey - you're done buddy كلمات أغنية

[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

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