Nekkid woemn

Post the lyrics for Fresh prince of bel-air if you like old men to come inside you.

 

In West Philadelphia born and raised

On the playground where I spent most of my days

Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school

When a couple of guys, they were up to no good

Started making trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared She said "you're moving 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 kissin' and she gave me my ticket I put my walkman on and said

I might as well kick it First class, yo this isn't bad,

Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass Is this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like,

Hmm this might be alright!

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 nah forget it, yo home to Bel-Air

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight

And I yelled to the cabby "Yo, homie smell you later"

Looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

 

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 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
Startin making 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 packed my suitcase and send 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?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.

But wait I hear there'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, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who 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 can say that this cab was rare
But I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

 

No, this thread is about nekkid woemn so u cant post that here (

 

omg dey runed teh tred f4g00ts

 

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