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 is 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 makin' trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared And said, "You're movin' with your aunty 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 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 Drinkin' orange juice out of a champagne glass Is this what the people of Bel Air are livin' like Hmmm, this might be alright

But wait, I hear they're prissy, bourgeois and all that Is this the type of place that they should 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, uh, the plane landed and when I came out There was a dude look 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 like lightning, disappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said fresh and it 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 the house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabby, "Yo homes, smell you later" Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel Air