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Scott Parsons
Scott Parsons
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Zaak Winston Abraham Spiteri
Zaak Winston Abraham Spiteri
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Zaak Winston Abraham Spiteri
Zaak Winston Abraham Spiteri
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Lyrics

Checkmate
When I get my cheque mate
Treat this like a marathon
Moving at a set pace
She know how to tempt me
Shawty looking sexy
Somebody call the Guinness World Records cos' I'm living in the world's longest sex scene
It's fuck 12 but she cardiac arrest me
(Yeah it's 11:07pm)
Don't tell me nothing's perfect
Have you not been fucking listening
To my shit
I'm quite lit
Like boy they got me fucked up
Man all I got was rough love
So when I get my lump sum
It's tough luck to all you mother fuckers and your loved ones
Happy birthday baby
I bought your ass a dump truck
I know you suck at driving why don't you just come and park it on me
Sucking but tonight she want the blow, I got it on me
Say they liked my latest project oh yeah that was all me
Don't call me I'm balling
Coach ain't even saw me
Getting in early before I kill em', start the mourning
Say she got a headache and want to stay at home
Don't worry baby cos' this shit is cut with Panadol
Last girl pescetarian, new girl is a cannibal
I'm out just screaming from the bench like can I ball
She wanna' model so I'm trynna' help her get in Vogue
Asking for pointers I said shawty get your head involved
New SMS with a tongue emoji to set the tone
Translation for you postie boys this girl is trynna' lick me like an envelope
Pack it up and get it gone
Feeling like some TNT
Wondering when imma' blow
Duck lips fit the silicone
Calling me an animal
But her pants are stuck to her like duct tape with a camel toe
Abusive parent shit my shawty headed straight for the belt
Blue Yeti microphone was rapping and it started to melt
All these excuses as to why they never lended me help
Well fuck you I guess that imma' have to do it myself
October 13, my parents turned to goat breeders
Early 20's I was hitting rappers up for cold features
"I didn't see it", yeah right I know that ya'll seen it
But it's okay, time's have changed
Nowadays I do not need em
By age eight the tooth fairy said I stopped teething
You can blame my girlfriend for the reason I'm still breastfeeding
Imma' need my wrist gleaming
If I catch the bitch cheating
Imma' have to go and fuck her best friends till we even
Surely that's a fair trade
Trapping out my Uni I was searching for the best grade
I am not the type to go and claim that I am self-made
Cos' nobody is self-made
But truth be told I've been doing this shit all by myself mayn
Don't play with my percs I break em' in thirds
Made a promise with the mirror that I'm making it work
Was born to get it like Cinderella can't fuck with you nerds
They just a bunch of fucking sheep man I know that they heard
It's like this, it's like that
Say she miss the old Zaak
Dropping bombs out in the snow, still waiting for the blow back
Singing please don't call my phone
What a fucking throw back
Sent his ass to the comic store like take your jokes back
Ha ha you lames can't tell me shit
Cos them so damn mad they trynna' preme' my wrist
Don't need Supreme on my fit
I'm supreme as it gets
She usually swallow my kids
But tonight she gon' spit
Written by: Scott Parsons, Zaak Winston Abraham Spiteri
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