Now this is the story all about how My life got flipped, turned upside down And Id 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 Philadelfia 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 said 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 aunte 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 kissi 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!
I whistled for a cab and when it came near the Licensplate 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 ya later! Looked at my kingdom I was finally there To settle my throne as the prince of Bel-Air
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I haven't deleted any of your posts. you didn't write. :P
Now this is the story all about how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
And Id 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 Philadelfia 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 said 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 aunte 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 kissi 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!
I whistled for a cab and when it came near the
Licensplate 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 ya later!
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To settle my throne as the prince of Bel-Air
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