Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack
Lyrical giant, seven-footer, they call me shaq/
The ice ain't really nothing to her
They call me the finisher,
Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad
Lyrical giant, seven-footer, they call me shaq/
Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back
Lyrical giant, seven-footer, they call me shaq/
Only been to one mixer but they call me a trickster
But this bitch really think that i'm 'bout to buy her dinner
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