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Letras: Fresh Prince Of Bel Air. Prince Of Bel Air Theme Song.

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 all shooting some b-ball outside of the school

When a couple of guys, they were up to no good

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

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 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 as well kick it First class, yo this isn't 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 License plate said "Fresh" and had a 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 seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabby "Yo, homie smell you later"

Looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

Fresh Prince Of Bel Air