WILL SMITH FRESH PRINCE OF BEL AIR LYRICS LYRICS Lyrics | 新更新的歌词

Now this is a story, all about how

my life got flipped, turned upside-down,

And I’d like to take a minute,

So 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 is where Ii 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 makin’ 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 pleeded with day after day

But she packed my suitcase 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 ‘Might as well kick it!’

First class

Yo this is bad

Drinkin orange juice out of a champaine glass

Is this what the people in Bel-Air livin like?

Hmm…this might be alright

*But wait I hear the prissy,

Bushwa and all that

Is this the kind of place that they just send this cool cat?

i don’t think so

I’ll see when I get there

I hope they’re prepared

for the Prince of Bel-Air!

*Well I,

The plane landed and when I came out

There was a dude,looked like a cop,

standin there with my name out

I ain’t tryin to get arrested yet

I just got here

I sprang with the quickness

and like lightening dissappeared

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, home to Bel-Air!’

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight,

I yelled to the cabbie ‘Yo home, smell ya later!’

I looked at my kingdom,

I was finally there!

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

Now this is a story, all about how

my life got flipped, turned upside-down,

And I’d like to take a minute,

So 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 is where Ii 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 makin’ 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 pleeded with day after day

But she packed my suitcase 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 ‘Might as well kick it!’

First class

Yo this is bad

Drinkin orange juice out of a champaine glass

Is this what the people in Bel-Air livin like?

Hmm…this might be alright

*But wait I hear the prissy,

Bushwa and all that

Is this the kind of place that they just send this cool cat?

i don’t think so

I’ll see when I get there

I hope they’re prepared

for the Prince of Bel-Air!

*Well I,

The plane landed and when I came out

There was a dude,looked like a cop,

standin there with my name out

I ain’t tryin to get arrested yet

I just got here

I sprang with the quickness

and like lightening dissappeared

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, home to Bel-Air!’

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight,

I yelled to the cabbie ‘Yo home, smell ya later!’

I looked at my kingdom,

I was finally there!

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