Now this is the story all about how My life got flipped, turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air In West Philadelphia born and raised On the playground where I spent most of my days Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys, they were up in no good Started making trouble in my neighbourhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared And said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air." I begged and pleaded with her the other day But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way She gave me a kiss and she gave me my ticket I put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it First class, yo this is bad, Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like? Hmm this might be alright! But wait I hear the prissy, Whos line all that... Is this the type of place that they'd just send this cool cat? I don't think so, I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for the Prince of Bel-Air. Well, the plane landed and when I came out There was a dude looked like a cop standing there with my name out. I ain't tryin to get arrested yet, I just got here! I springed with the quickness like lightning disappeared. I whistled for a cab and when it came near the License plate said "Fresh" and had a dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought now forget it, yo home to Bel-Air I pulled up to a house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabby "Yo, home smell you later" Looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com