that´s how i beat shaq þarký sözü

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, psyche 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...

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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 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

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dunk after dunk
jam after jam
cheerleaders are cheering
aaron´s the man
x 2
annonced 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...

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