This is a story all about how
My life got twist-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute and sit right there
And tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In West Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin' all cool
And all shootin' some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started makin' trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil' fight and my mom got scared
She said "you're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"
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 can say, this cab is rare
But I thought, naw, forget it, "yo homes, to Bel-Air"
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cab "yo homes, smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
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