The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air Theme Song Songtext
von Leo Moracchioli
The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air Theme Song Songtext
Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I′d like to take a minute to 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
Started 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 suit case and sent 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?
Mmm, this might be alright
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, holmes to Bel Air
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie, yo holmes smell ya later
I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
Fresh Prince
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I′d like to take a minute to 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
Started 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 suit case and sent 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?
Mmm, this might be alright
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, holmes to Bel Air
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie, yo holmes smell ya later
I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
Fresh Prince
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