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Dave East & Rick Ross - Fresh Prince of Belaire (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave East
Dave East
Performer
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Papz
Nick Papz
Producer

Lyrics

Huh (Huh, huh, huh)
Uh (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Used to save dem bottles, uh
I ain't never been scared of nothin' I'm my life, dog
If I see it
I got it already
Uh (Uh)
Gold bottles, pop 'em like it's '96 (Pop)
You never seen a brick, I pray to God my team get rich (Pray to God)
Black bottles, pop 'em at your funeral (My bad)
Dirty **** with clean money, this shit is beautiful (Gorgeous)
Gold bottles, pop 'em like it's '96 (Pop)
You never seen a brick, I pray to God my team get rich (You never seen a brick)
Black bottles, pop 'em at your funeral (Uh)
Dirty **** with clean money, this shit is beautiful (God bless)
Fresh Prince of Belaire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Belaire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Belaire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Belaire, all they do is stare
Did a deal with Puma but Nike, I keep a hunnid pair
Stopped goin' to Silver Spring, I found out I was wanted there (I'm lost)
They gon' bring us so many bottles, the club gonna stare (Watch)
Thinkin' you a dime in my section, get dubbed over here (Dub)
Fresh Prince of Belaire, but Carlton ain't my cousin (Uh-uh)
We spark it out in public, too much Luxe got me stumblin' (Got me)
Black bottle, gold bottle, models by the dozen (Come on)
But they for everybody, only cops believe in cuffin'
This ain't your average life, they get excited when I come in (Excited)
On top now, started just underground like Tubman (Harriet)
Thought you was the son, but you wasn't since yo' daddy left (Nah)
House full of Belaire, kick 'em out like they Jazzy Jeff (Bye, bye)
Uh, gold bottles, pop 'em like it's '96 (Pop)
You never seen a brick, I pray to God my team get rich (Pray to God)
Black bottles, pop 'em at your funeral (My bad)
Dirty **** with clean money, this shit is beautiful (Gorgeous)
Gold bottles, pop 'em like it's '96 (Pop)
You never seen a brick, I pray to God my team get rich (You never seen a brick)
Black bottles, pop 'em at your funeral (Uh)
Dirty **** with clean money, this shit is beautiful (God bless)
Fresh Prince of Belaire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Belaire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Belaire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Belaire, all they do is stare
Huh
(Maybach Music)
Your bitch still on my dick but delete the DM (Boss)
The Lamborghini's in the street and she know that it's him (Whoo)
My vodka rum matchin' the beats and it cost me two M's (Huh)
These other **** rappin' rich when we know you pretend (Aah)
I'm always runnin' late but the money in crates (Aah)
Black bottle and two women, a wonderful date (Ha-ha-ha)
305, MIA, oh, a wonderful place (Whoo)
Bought a Checkers to feed my bitches them fries with a shake (Rich ****)
Got her rubbin' on my chest like Justin Timberlake (Tell 'em)
Lil' Belaire 'cross the table, all the dinner dates (Dreams)
Berish on the phone, he billin' everyday (Brett)
She know Rozay rockin' ice, now let it marinate (Maybach Music)
Gold bottles, pop 'em like it's '96 (Pop)
You never seen a brick, I pray to God my team get rich (Pray to God)
Black bottles, pop 'em at your funeral (My bad)
Dirty **** with clean money, this shit is beautiful (Gorgeous)
Gold bottles, pop 'em like it's '96 (Pop)
You never seen a brick, I pray to God my team get rich (You never seen a brick)
Black bottles, pop 'em at your funeral (Uh)
Dirty **** with clean money, this shit is beautiful (God bless)
Fresh Prince of Belaire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Belaire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Belaire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Belaire, all they do is stare
(Stare, stare, stare)
Written by: Composer Author Unknown, Nikolas Papamitrou
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