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shaquille o'neal - i hate 2 brag lyrics

[intro: speaker 1 and speaker 2]
— h-llo?
— h-llo?
— h-llo?
— h-llo?
— let me speak to def jef
— who’s calling?
— i’m not talking to you, musty under-arm odour-breath! i wanna talk to def jef. last song he did with shaq, shaq was pretty braggadocious. i want shaq to be braggadocious all the way, know what i’m sayin’?

[verse 1]
once again, it’s time to get braggadocious
the tall human being, that’s right, shaq-a-tocious
check out my lyrical slam, slam
watch me flim-flam-flam
my refractor cl1ck-clacks
i biggity-bish the bam-bam
punk be sleepin’ on my sk!lls
magic pay me mils and my bills
now i should move to beverly hills (uh-oh)
naw, i’m jokin’
backboards are broken
i grab the cord to the mic and start chokin’
like i can’t breathe, runnin’ out of breath
i dribble the microphone between my legs, right to left
i got my second wind now, you better back up
shaq attack up, it’s gonna act up
don’t make me crack up
those sk!lls, i bring it
alarm, already ringin’
i duh, duh, d– d– duh, now watch me ding it
i kick rhymes like a real rapper should
i hate to brag, but d-mn, i’m good

[hook]
i hate to brag, but d-mn, i’m good
(you all can’t ball! you all can’t ball!)
i hate to brag, but d-mn, i’m good
(i dribble the words like basketball to take the kids to bouncin’)
i hate to brag, but d-mn, i’m good
(you all can’t ball! you all can’t ball!)
i hate to brag, but d-mn, i’m good
(i dribble the words like basketball to take the kids to bouncin’)

[verse 2]
(oh, my darling, oh, my darling, oh…)
ah, shut up!
and phife and q-tip, am i smooth like b-tter?
the sweet, the sheer ferocity, runnin’ right through me
i briggity-broke the backs of those who tried to do me
my game is mad agile, your fame is mad fragile
i shoot you with my lyrical tongue
cl1ck-cl1ck [?]
i can flow like pee coming out you-know-what
or some dookie, diarrhea coming out your b-tt
i’m nasty, disgusting, oh, my, pew-wee
i floats like a b-tterfly and sting like a bee
i k!ll super mario, batman’s back
even the he-man ain’t got the powers like the shaq attack
(who do you think you are?)
i’m a star
if it’s in my checking account
buy your moms the car
i end agony and silence the shame
(man, you ain’t all that!)
brother, do you know my name?

[interlude]
(step in the jam and slam!)
(people playing basketball)
(step in the jam and slam!)
(step in the jam and slam!)

[verse 3]
you know what? you better listen to the news
i’m dynamite and i write with a slow-burning fuse
i’m the lord of the underground, dunk, funk
treat me like a big criss-cross, you better jump, punk
’cause i’m muhammad like ali
i’m hot like tamale
i hang with mr. cooper, ask ali
and my tall dog handsome, all that and some
and deuce your proposal, i want my ransom
i’m 100% like orange juice
call me shaq brown
i feel like bustin’ loose, watch out, the funky hooper
i eh– eh– eh– eh– eh–
sorry, i made a blooper
then i come back like [?]
you know i’m hard
for the ninth ward
word to god
i’m cool like a breeze through the trees
finished rapping, no autographs please

- shaquille oneal lyrics

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