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
Ill 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 makin trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
She said Youre 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 orang 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 the pricey booze wine all that
Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat?
I dont think sow
Ill see when I get there
I hope theyre 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 and yelled my name out
I aint 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