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]