DAGames - Slave to the Prince of Bel (Air) lyrics
Diamond Armada Games
[DAGames - Slave to the Prince of Bel Air lyrics]
(What we've got on the inside)
(Toys all sizes come to life)
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 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 littlе fight
And my mom got scared
And said "You're movin' with your
Auntie and unclе in Bel-Air"
I begged and pleaded with her 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
"I might as well kick it"
First class, yo, this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of
A champagne glass is this what the people
Of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm, this might be all right
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, looked like a cop
Standing there with my name out
I ain't trying 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 dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that
This cab was rare
But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, Holmes
To Bel-Air!"
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie "Yo', Holmes
Smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air
(You won't believe your eyes)
(Once you notice)
(What we've got on the inside)
(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(You don't need to fray)
(Hugs are what we pay
Held tightly 'till the day)
(Alright, let me, see it, c'mon, just, c'mon)
You won't believe your eyes once you notice
What we've got on the inside
Nod your head! yeah
Like the black suit scumbag!
I said nod your head! The black suit scumbag!
You don't need to fray hugs are what we pay
Held tightly 'till the day
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! Nod your head
Like the black suit scumbag!
I said nod your head! The black suit scumbag!
(Toys all sizes come to life)
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 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 littlе fight
And my mom got scared
And said "You're movin' with your
Auntie and unclе in Bel-Air"
I begged and pleaded with her 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
"I might as well kick it"
First class, yo, this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of
A champagne glass is this what the people
Of Bel-Air living like?
Hmm, this might be all right
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, looked like a cop
Standing there with my name out
I ain't trying 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 dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that
This cab was rare
But I thought "Nah, forget it, yo, Holmes
To Bel-Air!"
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie "Yo', Holmes
Smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air
(You won't believe your eyes)
(Once you notice)
(What we've got on the inside)
(C'mon, c'mon, c'mon)
(You don't need to fray)
(Hugs are what we pay
Held tightly 'till the day)
(Alright, let me, see it, c'mon, just, c'mon)
You won't believe your eyes once you notice
What we've got on the inside
Nod your head! yeah
Like the black suit scumbag!
I said nod your head! The black suit scumbag!
You don't need to fray hugs are what we pay
Held tightly 'till the day
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon! Nod your head
Like the black suit scumbag!
I said nod your head! The black suit scumbag!