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Yo Home to Bel-Air Songtext
von DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

Yo Home to Bel-Air Songtext

Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air
Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air
Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air
Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air
Yo, Holmes, to 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 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 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 of Bel-Air livin' like?
Hmm, this might be alright
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

Humpin′, do that jumpin', that's the way we really act
Stompin′, really pumpin′, got to face that natural fact
Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air
Humpin', do that jumpin′, that's the way we really act
Stompin′, really pumpin', got to face that natural fact
Yo, Holmes, to 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, like lightnin′, 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 square
But I thought, "Nah, forget it, yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air"


Humpin′, do that jumpin', that′s the way we really act
Stompin', really pumpin′, got to face that natural fact
Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air
Humpin', do that jumpin′, that's the way we really act
Stompin', really pumpin′, got to face that natural fact
Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air

Humpin′, do that jumpin', that′s the way we really act
Stompin', really pumpin′, got to face that natural fact
Humpin', do that jumpin′, that's the way we really act
Stompin', really pumpin′, got to face that natural fact

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo, Holmes, smell ya later"
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air

Humpin′, do that jumpin', that′s the way we really act
Stompin', really pumpin′, got to face that natural fact
Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air
Humpin', do that jumpin′, that's the way we really act
Stompin', really pumpin′, got to face that natural fact
Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air

Humpin′, do that jumpin', that′s the way we really act
Stompin', really pumpin′, got to face that natural fact
Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air
Humpin', do that jumpin′, that's the way we really act
Stompin', really pumpin′, got to face that natural fact
Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air
Humpin′, do that jumpin', that′s the way we really act
Stompin', really pumpin′, got to face that natural fact
Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air

Humpin', do that jumpin′, that's the way we really act
Stompin', really pumpin′, got to face that natural fact
Yo, Holmes, to Bel-Air
Humpin′, do that jumpin', that′s the way we really act

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