Now this is a story all about how my life got flipped - turned upside down
And i'd like to take a minute
I'll tell you howI became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In West Philadelphiaborn an' raised
on the playground is where i spent mosta my days
Chillin out maxin' relaxin' all cool
An' all shootin some B-ball outside of the school
When a couple o' guys who were up to no good
Started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She said 'You're movin with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air!'
I begged and pleaded with her day after daybut
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 saig 'I?′d might as well kickin'
First class 'Yo this is bad' drinkin orange juice out of a champange glass
'Is this what the people of Bel Air live like?'
'Hmm this might be allright!'
The way I?′d hear the percy boots white and all
I had to sit as I have a place of they just in this school cat
'I don?′t think so' 'I see what i get there'
I hope they?′re prepared for the Prince of Bel Air!
Well I tha plain land and when I came out
there was a dude look like a cop standin' there with my name out
'I ain?′t trying to get arrested yet 'I just got here'
I sprang with the quickness like light has disappeared
I whistled for a cab and when i came near
The license plate said 'Fresh'
And had dice in the mirror
If anything i could say that this cab was rare
But I thought 'Nah forget it - Yo home to Bel-Air!'
I pulled up to the house at bout seven or eight
I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo home smell ya later!'
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air!