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 is 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 who were up to no good

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

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 day after day

But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way

She gave me a kiss and then 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 living like?

Hmmm, this might be all right

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, and all that

Is this the type of place that they should sent 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, uh, 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 trying to get arrested yet, I just got here

I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near

The license plate said 'Fresh' and it had dice in the mirror

If anything I could say that this cab was rare

But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo holmes, to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabbie "Yo holmes, smell ya later"

Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air

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