The Fresh Prince lyrics

[Chorus]
f*ck a n*gga hating on me, I know he a fan
Green on my f*cking body like I'm Peter Pan
Running through the money I be faster than a cheetah man
Bruce Wayne, dressing fresh as sh*t, fly as Superman
Ok damn boy I'm looking fresher than a b*tch
Ok damn boy I'm looking fresher than a b*tch
Ay, Young Louverture I be walking like a pimp
Call me Money Mitch yea I'm getting richer than a b*tch

[Verse]
The Fresh Prince I don't think I need no introduction
Focusing my chi, everything I spit is True destruction
You a fanboy like conjunction, what the f*ck yo function?
Lil shottie be a thottie want my kids for her consumption
You a lame, utter flames, man my mind just be insane
Running laps around these peasants I am not the one to face
f*ck around and get devoured tryna step up to the plate
I Run sh*t just like a quarterback I stay up in first place
Like a teacher... I'm finna give you this work
Causing blackouts: you feel that electric surge?
He a random: I got to leave joe in the dirt
Called her over now me and yo b*tch finna merge
This a grind everyday I ain't selling no merch
Cleaning wack n*ggas up hoe this sh*t is the purge
You know haters they see the boy shine so they lurk
Corny rapper that's fake gold on yo necklace
Eating the beat like this sh*t is my breakfast
I conjure the flow now they all f*cking breathless
My power destructive I'm ralph when I wreck it
These n*ggas my students I'm teaching a lesson
My skin tough as steel call me Kevin Eleven
Got god given talent this sh*t is a blessing
I'm going to fast? aight give me a second
I got my heart locked ain't talking Tifa uh
These n*ggas be acting like some diva's uh
Way I'm moving they can't spot me like a cheetah uh
I done switched from cold to hot temperatures like a heater uh

[Chorus]
f*ck a n*gga hating on me, I know he a fan
Green on my f*cking body like I'm Peter Pan
Running through the money I be faster than a cheetah man
Bruce Wayne, dressing fresh as sh*t, fly as Superman
Ok damn boy I'm looking fresher than a b*tch
Ok damn boy I'm looking fresher than a b*tch
Ay, Young Louverture I be walking like a pimp
Call me Money Mitch yea I'm getting richer than a b*tch