That's How I Beat Shaq Songtext / Lyric

And it goes

And it goes

And it goes a little something like this.

Hit it!

Here we go!

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 12ft 3

it was Shaquille O'neal (what? what did he say?)

(How about 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 Shaquille O'Neal?)

Ya, 34 center from the LA lakers

You must of been nervous.

I knew I could take him.

Scared of Shaq?

Phsyc him out

I said O'Neal you're in my house now

Start the game, the whistle blows

Pay attention close guys, 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.

' cause that's how I beat shaq. (repeat)



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 all the shots?)

I knew 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 shoe lace (huh?)

He looked down, I stole the ball

I'm takin him to school now

watch me yall

a three pointer, nothing but net

come on Shaq, had enough yet?

Down by two, I'm catching up

I guess he's getting nervous

because you know it ain't luck



*chorus*



cuz that's how I beat shaq



dunk after dunk

Jam after jam

cheerleaders are cheerin' "Aaron's the man"

dunk after dunk

jam after jam

cheerleaders are cheerin' "Aaron's the man"



announcers were shocked

couldn't believe it was real

(I can't believe a kid just stuffed O'Neal!)

One more second then it was all that remained

I put the ball up

I put him to shame

I must admit that it sounds real crazy

but the ball went in and then he cried like a baby.



Sorry Shaq I should have let you win

You're good too

And we can still be friends

Fans went nuts

They put me on their shoulders

Then I heard a voice

and it sounded like my mothers

"get up for school, you're gonna be late"

"Mom, can't you see that I'm playing a game"

"how can you be playing if you're still in bed?

Are you getting sick? Did you hit your head?"



Oh man it was all a dream

I guess that kind of thing could never happen to me

If it was a dream

And it wasn't real

How'd I get a jersey with a name O'Neal?



whoa...



*chorus*