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Now this is a 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 Philadephia born and raised

On the playground is 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 little fight and my mom got scared,

And said "You're movin' 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 a dice in the mirror.

If anything I could say that this cab was rare,

But I thought "Man forget it, Yo homes to Bel Air."



I pulled up to the house about seven or eight,

And I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes, smell ya later."

Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there,

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