Lyrics to That's How I Beat Shag
And it goes, and it goesAnd it goes a little something like this Hit It!Aaron's in the houseCome onHere we goAaron's in the houseYo guys, check it outGuess what happened to me(Another crazy story, come on AC) I was hanging at the courtJust playing some ballWorking on my game(Yeah, we heard it all)I heard the fans screamingI thought it was for meBut then I saw a shadowIt was 12 foot 3It 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 timeBut when I beat you real badTry 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 himScared the Shaq, sike him outI said O'Neal, you're in my house nowStart the game the whistle blowsPay attention close as the story goes... CHORUSIt's like boom (boom)I put it in the hoopLike slam (slam)I heard the crowd screamingout jam (jam)I swear that I'm telling you the factsCuz that's how I beat ShaqX2So check it outI thought I had the leadBut then he started scoring mad points on meI was scoring up bricksWas he hitting those shots?I knew that there was a way that I could make it stopI had a plan, I could change the paceI said, Yo Shaq you didn't tie your shoelaceHe looked down, I stole the ballI'm taking him the ???? now watch me allA 3-pointer, nothing but netCome on Shaq, had enough yet?Down by two, I'm catching upI guess he's getting nervousCuz he got no luckCHORUS Dunk after dunkJam after jamCheerleaders are cheeringAaron's the manX 2 ???? were shotI couldn't believe it was real(I can't believe a kid just stuffed O'Neal)One more second, was all that remainedI put the ball upI put him in shameI must admit that it sounds real crazybut the ball went inThen he cried like a babySorry Shaq, I should've let you winYou're good tooAnd we can still be friendsThe fans went nutsThey put me on their shouldersThen I heard a voiceAnd 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 dreamI guess that kinda thing could never happen to meIf it was a dream and it wasn't realHow'd I get a jersey with the name O'Neal?Woah...CHORUS
Songwriters: KIERULF, BRIAN ANTHONY / SCHWARTZ, JOSHUA M.
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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