Will Smith - Fresh Prince Of Bel Air
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
Ill tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In West Philadelphia 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 "youre 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 kissin and she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said I might aswell 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 you later"
looked at my kingdom I was finally there
to settle my throne as the prince of Bel-Air
my life got flipped, turned upside down
and Id like to take a minute just sit right there
Ill tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In West Philadelphia 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 "youre 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 kissin and she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said I might aswell 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 you later"
looked at my kingdom I was finally there
to settle my throne as the prince of Bel-Air
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