Fresh Prince of the East Side lyrics

Now this is a story all about how
Your b*tch got flipped, turned upside down
I know you love her, that's your b*tch, n*gga, bet not cry
Let me tell you about a story of the Prince of the East Side
In South Central LA born and raised
On the avenue is where I spent most of me days
Never love a b*tch and that's my only rule
Ran into a lil b*tch and she started to drool
I ain't know that was your b*tch, she was up to no good
Doodoo mama thot bopping in a neighborhood
She f*cked on all of the homies and you wasn't there
She said: "I hate my boyfriend, cause the n*gga a square"
I can promisе you this: that girl's pus*y is fried
Now I'm looking at your face, why you starting to cry?
You ain't that was your b*tch is f*cking on my guy?
But this is just another talе about the Prince of the East Side
I whistled for the block and I told them: "Come slide"
And now the whole watts already hit your b*tch from the side
You ain't know that was your b*tch is f*cking on my guys
This is just another tale about the Prince of the East Side
You pul-led up on that b*tch about seven or eight
Breaking bread, kissing ass, you took her on a date
You was kissing on her face - oh my God, what a shame
Now I see why she's saying: her n*gga so lame
Now she f*cking with Kenndog
And she ain't getting sh*t from a n*gga but my balls