WILL SMITH - FRESH PRINCE OF BEL-AIR(THEME SONG) lyrics

rate me

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 become the prince of a town called Bel-Air

In West Philadelphia 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 they 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 begged and pleaded with her, day after day

But she packed my suitcase, and sent me on my way

She gave me a kiss, and then she gave me the ticket

I put my Walkman on, and said "I might as well kick it!"

First class, yo, dis is bad

Drinkin orange juice out of a champagne glass

Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin like

Hmmmmmmmmmm, dis might be alright

But wait, I hear the prissy, the Bushwa, and all that

Is this the type of place they just send this cool cat?

I dont think so, I'll see when I get there

I hope their prepared, for the Prince of Bel-Air

The plane landed and when I came out

There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out

I ain't trying to get arrested yet

I just got here

I sprang with the quickness like lightening, disappeared

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 could say that this cab was rare

But I thought, "Nah, forget it. Yo home to Bel-Air!"

I pulled up to a house about 7 or 8

And I yelled to the cabby yo home smell ya later

Looked at my kingdom I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

Thanks to Joe Craven for these lyrics