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That s How I Beat Shaq lyrics


And it goes, and it goes
And it goes a little something like this

Hit It!
Aaron s in the house
Come on
Get up get up
I wanna make it bounce
Here we go
Aaron s in the house
Get up get up
Aaron s in the house

Yo guys, check it out
Guess what happened to me
(Another crazy story, come on AC)
I was hanging at the court
Just playing some ball
Working on my game
(Yeah, we heard it all)
I heard the fans screaming
I thought it was for me

But then I saw a shadow
It was 12 foot 3
It was Shaquile O Neal
(What? What did he say?)
(How bout some one-on-one, do you wanna play?)
I told him why not, I got some time
But when I beat you real bad
Try not to cry

(Please Aaron, are you for real?)
(One-on-one with Shaquile O Neal?)
Yeah, 34 Centre from the L.A. Lakers
(You must ve been nervous)
I knew I could take him
Stared at Shaq, psyche him out
I said O Neal, you re in my house now
Start the game the whistle blows
Pay attention close cause the story goes...

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It s like boom (boom)
I put it in the hoop
Like slam (slam)
I heard the crowd screaming
out jam (jam)
I swear that I m telling you the facts
Cuz that s how I beat Shaq
[X2]

So check it out
I thought I had the lead
But then he started scoring mad points on me
I was scorin the bricks
Was he hitting those shots?
I knew that there was a way that I could make it stop

I had a plan, that I could change the pace
I said, Yo Shaq you didn t tie your shoelace
He looked down, I stole the ball
I m taking him to school now, watch me all
A 3-pointer, nothing but net
Come on Shaq, had enough yet?
Down by two, I m catching up
I guess your getting nervous
Cuz you already lost

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Dunk after dunk
Jam after jam
Cheerleaders are cheering
Aaron s the man
[X2]

Announcers were shocked
Couldn t believe it was real
(I can t believe a kid just stuffed O Neal)
One more second, was all that remained
I put the ball up
I put him in shame
I must admit that it sounds real crazy
but the ball went in
Then he cried like a baby
Sorry Shaq, I should ve let you win
You re good too
And we can still be friends

The fans went nuts
They put me on their shoulders
Then I heard a voice
And it sounded like my mother s

(Get up for school, you re gonna be late!)
Ma, can t you see that I m playing the game?
(How you could be playing if you re still in bed?)
(Are you gettin sick, did you hit your head?)
Aw, man it was all a dream
I guess that kinda thing could never happen to me

If it was a dream and it wasn t real

How d I get a jersey with the name O Neal?
Woah...

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