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Songtexte: Zip Ties And Monday. Fresh Prince Of Bel Air.

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Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked 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 was 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
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
She 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 suite case and send me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my walkman on and said, ?I might as well kick it?.

First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.

But wait I hear there?re prissy, wine all that
Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat?
I don?t think sow
I?ll see when I get there
I hope they?re prepared for the prince of Bel-Air

Well, 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
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 can say this cab is rare
But I thought ?Now forget it? - ?Yo homes to Bel Air?

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie ?Yo homes smell ya later?
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air