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[Intro: East]

Uh
Used to save bottles
Uh
I ain't never scared of nothin' I'm my life, dog
If I see it, I got it
Uh

[Chorus: East]
Uh
Gold bottles, pop 'em like '96 (pop)
You never see a brick, I pray to God my get rich (pray to God)
Black bottles, pop 'em at your
Dirty niggas with money, this shit is beautiful (gorgeous)
Gold bottles, pop 'em like '96 (pop)
You never see a brick, I to God my team get rich
Black bottles, pop 'em at your (uh)
Dirty niggas clean money, this shit is beautiful
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all do is stare
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all do is stare
Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all do is stare

[Verse 1: East]
Did a with Puma, but Nike, I keep a hundred pair
Stop goin' to Silver Spring, found out I was wanted
They bring us so many bottles, the club gonna stare (watch)
you a dime in my section, get dubbed over here (dub)
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, but Carlton my cousin
We spark it out in public, too much got me stumblin'
bottle, gold bottle, models by the dozen
But they for everybody, cops believe in cuffin'
This ain't your average life, get excited when I come in
On top now, started just underground like (Harriot)
Thought you was the son, but you wasn't yo' daddy left
House full of Belair, 'em out like they Jazzy Jeff (bye bye)

[Chorus: East]
Uh
Gold bottles, pop 'em like '96 (pop)
You never see a brick, I pray to God my whole team get
Black bottles, pop 'em at your (my bad)
Dirty niggas with money, this shit is beautiful (gorgeous)
Gold bottles, pop 'em it's '96 (pop)
You never see a brick, I to God my whole team get rich
Black bottles, pop 'em at your (uh)
Dirty niggas clean money, this shit is beautiful
Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all do is stare
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is

[Verse 2: Rick
M-M
Music
Your bitch still on my but delete the DM (boss)
The Lamborghini's in the street and she know it's him (woo)
My vodka rum matchin' the beats and it me two M's (huh)
These other niggas rappin' rich when we know you (ahh)
I'm always late but the money in crates (ahh)
Black bottle and two M and a date (hahaha)
305, MIA, oh, a place (wooo)
Bought a Checkers to my bitches them fries with a shake (rich nigga)
Got her rubbin' on my like Justin Timberlake (tell em)
My Belair 'cross the table all the dates (dreams)
Brett Berish on the phone, he every day (Brett)
She know Rozay ice, now let it marinate

[Chorus: East]
Uh
bottles, pop 'em like it's '96 (pop)
You never see a brick, I pray to God my get rich
Black bottles, pop 'em at your (my bad)
Dirty niggas clean money, this shit is beautiful (gorgeous)
Gold bottles, pop 'em like '96 (pop)
You never see a brick, I pray to God my team get
Black bottles, pop 'em at funeral (uh)
Dirty niggas with clean money, this shit is
Fresh of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare
Fresh of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare
Fresh of Bel-Aire, all they do is stare
Fresh Prince of Bel-Aire, all they do is