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Will Smith

Genres: Pop

Jazzy's In The House Lyrics - Will Smith

Now this is a 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 become 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 auntie and uncle in BelAir 

I begged and pleaded with her day after day 

But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way 

 

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She give me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket 

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 BelAir live like 

Hmmm this might be all right 

But wait I hear they're prissy hoes 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 BelAir 

 

Well uh 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 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 could say that this cab was rare 

But I thought man forget it yo homes to BelAir 

 

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I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 

And I yelled to the cabbie yo homes smell ya later 

Looked at my kingdom I was finally there 

To sit on my throne as the prince of BelAir 

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