And this guy totally came up to me asking if I hit his car. My truck, being parked like a half mile away, was nowhere near it, and I told him "No, why do you ask?" He pointed at this BIG *** dent on his car. I was just standing there though.
He continues to rant and rave and demand my information and I refuse to give it to him because I hadn't driven anywhere NEAR his car. Finally he starts pushing me and screaming obscenities in my face. After promptly telling him to **** off he begins throwing punches at me and then continues to advance. I push him away but he comes back and a buddy of his joins in.
So I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, she 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 suit case 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, wine all that. Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat? I don't think so, I'll see when I get there and 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, I just got here so I sprang with the quickness like lightening, 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 this cab is rare, but I thought 'Now 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.
He continues to rant and rave and demand my information and I refuse to give it to him because I hadn't driven anywhere NEAR his car. Finally he starts pushing me and screaming obscenities in my face. After promptly telling him to **** off he begins throwing punches at me and then continues to advance. I push him away but he comes back and a buddy of his joins in.
So I got in one little fight and my mom got scared, she 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 suit case 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, wine all that. Is Bel-Air the type of place they send this cool cat? I don't think so, I'll see when I get there and 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, I just got here so I sprang with the quickness like lightening, 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 this cab is rare, but I thought 'Now 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.
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