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Elvis Fonzie Dean
08-12-2004, 03:16 AM
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]

Elvis Fonzie Dean
08-12-2004, 03:20 AM
*To The Melody Of I Want Candy*

Peter Thornton:IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII WANT PIZZA.

C Doody
08-12-2004, 03:21 AM
Watch Your BACK.

Elvis Fonzie Dean
08-12-2004, 03:22 AM
WHEEEEEEEEEEN THEEEEEEEEE MOON HITS YOUR EYE LIKE A BIG PIZZA PIE....THAT'S LOOOOOOVE.

C Doody
08-12-2004, 03:22 AM
Here's a little bit of old school for ya,
That goes a little something like this...

I always tried to be the flyest kid in the block
The popular one with the rising stocks
So that's when I had this bright idea
Throw the party of the month
No, the party of the year

All the fine girls couldn't turn it down
Now all I gotta do is get my parents out
Should I send them to a movie
No, send them to a show
Let me think, hmmmmmm
It's gotta be long though

I said hey Mom, Dad, yo why ya sittin home
It's a Friday night have you seen Aunt Joan
And don't worry about stayin' out too long
Don't fuss over me, I'll be fine alone

Have a good time...

The door bell rings cuz the party's here
I'm crankin up the stereo like it's New Years
Walkin' 'round the house like who's Da Man
(Ain't nobody do it like Aaron can)

First on the floor, you know that's me
Bustin' out the moves like it's MTV
I'm guess somewhere along I lost my head
Cause I jumped on table, this is what I said

People all around you gotta
(Come get it)
Everyone together sing it loud
(Come get it)
Jump all around come on
(Come get it)
What...
(Come get it)
Say it again
(Come get it)

People all around you gotta
(Come get it)
From the left to the right, make noise
(Come get it)
Here we go now, come on
Uh uh what what

Na na na na... Na na na na...

Things are goin' great
Then to my surprise
Some people walked in, I didn't recognize
I said fellows yo ya gotta get out

(Hey man I heard this was an open house)
Open house?
(Yeah that's what the flyers said)
I didn't put out flyers!
(Well somebody did)

Then walked in
the girl I'm crushing
And a kid spilled juice
on my mom's new cushion

I turned around and
Another kid broke the lamp
(I hope they weren't expensive)
They got them from France
For now I won't sweat it
I'll clean it up later
There's a honey over there
And I really wanna meet her

People all around you gotta
(come get it)
Everyone together sing it loud
(come get it)
Jump all around come on
(come get it)
What?
(come get it)
Say it again here we go, uh
(come get it)

People all around you gotta
(come get it)
From the left to the right, make noise
(come get it)
Here we go now, come on
Uh uh what what

AC's in the house, here we go
Come get it
Break it down
(go go go go go...)

Is that a car door?
Oh dang I'm in trouble
Everybody get out now
On the double
I'm dead (your done) that's it for me
I'm gonna be picked off my family tree

Once Mom finds out 'bout this party I had
I don't wanna even start thinkin' about dad
I'm hustlin around the house
Trying to clean up the mess
I sure put my new white Nikes to the test

The car door slammed
And they're walking up the steps
I guess life is good with 10 seconds left
(AARON!!!???!!!)

Grounded

AC's in the house, here we go
Come get it
Uh uh what what

Stormtracker TF
08-12-2004, 03:24 AM
Why you guys posting Aaron Carter lyrics? :lol:

I Must admit though, He is pretty cute.

Elvis Fonzie Dean
08-12-2004, 03:25 AM
My Ding-A-Ling-A-Ling
Chuck Berry

When I was a little biddy boy
My grandma bought me a cute little toy
Two Silver bells on a string
She told me it was my ding-a-ling-a-ling

My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling won't you play with My Ding-A-Ling
My Ding-A-Ling My Ding-A-Ling won't you play with My Ding-A-Ling

When I was little boy In Grammar school
Always went by the very best rule
But Evertime the bell would ring
You'd catch me playing with my ding-a-ling

Once while climbing the garden wall,
Slipped and fell had a very bad fall
I fell so hard I heard birds sing,
But I held on to My ding-a-ling

Once while swimming cross turtle creek
Man them snappers right at my feet
Sure was hard swimming cross that thing
with both hands holding my dingaling

Now this here song it ain't so bad
Prettiest little song that you ever had
And those of you who will not sing
must be playing with your on Ding-a-ling