probably your daughter That really love me, for the shit that I taught her Will Smith on the guest list, pops is the king I'm the fresh prince, forty
out in Babe Ruth, ex-song, hammer-throw heads Brought by Je-sus with the grey goose Famous for The Book of Greed, long nose King Bentley, 9th Prince
pop And all I ask in life's for you to be careful Stay focused, take care of your health Have kids and marry a prince Good luck and happiness And no
peephole That's for the crown holders Never would I dethrone But if you ever leave home don't worry I keep your seat warm So yeah I'm Simba in a sense I'm the prince
tornadoes There's nowhere to run to ba-bay There's nowhere to hide There's nowhere to run to ba-bay You best to stay inside [Outro: Prince Paul/The Undertaker
go!" At 12 I was a student and wrote Cause now my degrees are passed to my youngest seed And when she steped to my queen, she said: [CHORUS: All] [OUTRO: Prince
ah madden You shoulda wait for your time like laden Nuff bow out and nuff go turn faggen Well ah funeral bell and body baggen To all me black prince
(feat. O.C.) [Verse One: Prince Poetry] Here we go again with the funky intro People approach me knowin I'm the Prince Po- -E-T-R, Y, YES and I'm the
Fudge Pudge Fudge Pudge, Fudge Pudge Everybody in the world likes FUDGE... [Verse 1: Prince Poetry] Here we go again with the funky intro People approach
for nothing Walkin up the goddamn tree O slice cold duff Alas ain't nothing mash it's just fast so what's the object? It's like No Main Topic [Outro: Prince
want it, chief I'm O.C. swing fly, dialog like Tarzan Swamming like Shazamm on this year jam Kinda mint like Zush, I'm a Prince like Shaka Zulu With the
her endlessly (aww yeeeaa) and would love her endlessly [Verse1] She searched the whole world tryin to find her one and only (wishing for a prince charming
kids I fought my way but at the top she's a bitch Pull magical powers that make you switch like this With symbol of a slave on the wrist like Prince Put
down [gunshots] Pounds of Earth'll break down The cops run a search and shake down Ever since I signed with my niggaz from H-Town Prince J and stayed
I don't got, be the shit I gotta take Dealin with fate, hoping God don't close the gate Chorus (repeats in background) Outro: Prince Ital We've been
make the guns come out Now, my question is who they gon' blame When I'm back number one on the Billboard again? Shit shift now, the game done changed Since Mike made Thriller and Prince
I keep ya dumb fly Fresh to death you like after death I resurrected my gold Jesus of Nazareth Now we (Fresh) as a (Prince) while they (Jazzy Jeff
brand new Damn, what can I do? Today... [Verse Two:] Already done stack me half a mill ticket Bought a house next to Prince, so now I can kick it