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 auntie 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 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 livin' like,
Hmm this might be alright!

But wait I hear the prissy, bushwa and all that
Is this the kind of place that they just 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!

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 and like lightening disappeared.

Well, 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 cat 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 holmes, smell ya later!"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there,
To fill my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.