Thats How I Beat Lyrics

song lyrics 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... [CHORUS] 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 [CHORUS] 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... [CHORUS] song lyrics