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El Principe de Bel-Air (De la Serie "El Principe de Bel-Air")

๐Ÿ‘ค Gold Rush Studio Orchestra โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Los 50 Temas y Bandas Sonoras Imprescindibles de la TV โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:45
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โฑ๏ธ 2:45 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

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 was when 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 day after day
But she packaged 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 in bel-air livin like?
Hmm, this might be alright

But wait I hear the prissy
Bushwa 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 I
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 dissappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said 'fresh'
And had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought 'now, forget it - yo, homes to bel-air'

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie 'yo home, smell ya later'
Look at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the prince of bel-air

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:09.57] Now this is a story, all about how
[00:11.89] My life got flipped, turned upside-down
[00:14.28] And I'd like to take a minute
[00:15.52] Just sit right there
[00:16.62] I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called bel-air
[00:37.78] In west philadelphia, born and raised
[00:40.78] On the playground was when I spent most of my days
[00:43.10] Chillin out, maxin', relaxin' all cool
[00:45.40] And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
[00:47.96] When a couple of guys, who were up to no good
[00:50.53] Started makin' trouble in my neighborhood
[00:52.56] I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
[00:54.92] And said 'you're movin with your auntie and uncle in bel-air!'
[00:57.65] I begged and pleaded with her day after day
[00:59.85] But she packaged my suitcase and sent me on my way
[01:02.48] She gave me a kiss
[01:03.37] And then she gave me my ticket
[01:04.77] I put my walkman on and said 'I might as well kick it!'
[01:07.78] First class
[01:08.56] Yo this is bad
[01:09.52] Drinkin orange juice out of a champagne glass
[01:12.11] Is this what the people in bel-air livin like?
[01:15.45] Hmm, this might be alright
[01:16.94] But wait I hear the prissy
[01:18.38] Bushwa and all that
[01:19.25] Is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat?
[01:22.09] I don't think so
[01:22.82] I'll see when I get there
[01:24.08] I hope they're prepared
[01:25.13] For the prince of bel-air
[01:45.28] Well I
[01:46.05] The plane landed and when I came out
[01:47.73] There was a dude, looked like a cop
[01:49.07] Standin there with my name out
[01:50.67] I ain't tryin to get arrested yet
[01:52.05] I just got here
[01:52.96] I sprang with the quickness
[01:53.86] And like lightening dissappeared
[01:55.35] I whistled for a cab and when it came near
[01:57.46] The license plate said 'fresh'
[01:58.52] And had a dice in the mirror
[02:00.09] If anything I could say that this cab was rare
[02:02.23] But I thought 'now, forget it - yo, homes to bel-air'
[02:13.45] I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
[02:16.64] And I yelled to the cabbie 'yo home, smell ya later'
[02:19.48] Look at my kingdom
[02:20.43] I was finally there
[02:21.62] To sit on my throne as the prince of bel-air
[02:24.14]

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