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Now this is the 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 Philadelphia born and raised On the playground where I spent most of my days Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool And shootin some B-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys who were up to no good Started making trouble in my neighbourhood I got in one little 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 had dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought nah, forget it, yo homes to bel-air I pulled up to a house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabbie Yo homes, smell you later Looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air | |
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