That's How I Beat Shaq And it goes, and it goes And it goes a little something like this
Hit It! Aaron's in the house Come on Here we go 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, 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 Scared the Shaq, sike him out I said O'Neal, you're in my house now Start the game the whistle blows Pay attention close as 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 scoring up bricks Was he hitting those shots?
I knew that there was a way that I could make it stop
I had a plan, 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 the ???? 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 he's getting nervous Cuz he got no luck
CHORUS
Dunk after dunk Jam after jam Cheerleaders are cheering Aaron's the man X2
???? were shot I 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...