Ingrid Michaelson - Fresh Prince Of Bel Air

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now this is a story , all about how

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my life got flipped , turned upside – down

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and id like to take a minute

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just sit right there

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ill tell you how i became the prince

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of a town called bel – air

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in west philadelphia , born and raised

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on a playground is where i spent most of my days

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chilling out , maxing , relaxing all cool

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and all shooting some B – ball outside of the school

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when a couple of guys they were up to no good

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started making trouble in my neighborhood

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i got in one little fight and my mom got scared

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and said youre moving with your auntie and uncle in bel – air

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i whistled for a cab and when it came near

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the license plate said fresh

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and had dice in the mirror

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if anything i could say that this cab was rare

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but i thought nah , forget it

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yo home to bel – air!

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i – pulled – up to a house about seven or eight

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i yelled to the cabbie yo home , smell you later

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looked at my kingdom i was finally there

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to sit on my throne as the prince of bel – air