Bel Air - Rick Ross

This is the very best of the best

This is top shelf the

Caviar of hip hop

Bel Air

Bel Air Will Smith

Black bottles chill sh*t

Bad b**ches all present

Raw presence dog clever

Gold dog tags tatted up

Tank tops young niggas

Living fabolous

Cali hills Cali w**d

Nipsey give a ni**a tree by the OZ

Tripping if you think

I'm slipping lil ni**a please

Looking at the father of

The southern renaissance

Elevators in the crib on the intercom

Fully automatic weapons

But don't get along

Got my hands on some money

You better get you some

90210 got on my raging bulls

Cole chilling paid in full

Now I got the juice b**ches

Keep it G with me

At the kings game but

I got the heat with me

Ten stacks you can't even

Take a seat with me

Paparazi taking pics of

The freaks with me

Got a crib full of thugs

Out in bel air

In the room full of lungs

I can smell air

On another phone call

Another mil there

Got a clang down in china

And it's real there

You know they keep it real there

And you know we do the same here

Bel Air Fresh Prince

Jazzy Jeff forty bricks

Uncle Phil he was never there

Now we got the baddest

B**ches laying everywhere

Call your friends over poetic justice

Janet Jackson braids time

To show me something

Introduce you to my cousin M

Maybe we could shoot a film

To all my jewish friends l'chaim

Bel Air Fresh Prince

Gold bottles excellent

Shout out to young Hov my first deal

The transaction my first meal

Island Def Jam paradise

Yacht club sacrifice

Custom clothes killing

Hoes tag me Rae Carruth

Rumors of being rich which

Is really the truth

This ni**a smooth like

I'm Tony Gwynn

Out in vegas Mally Mall

With a couple friends

They say traps want they suckers back

I'm out in Bel Air ni**a

Where the f**k you been

Black bottles bubbling

Black b**ches white

B**ches all loving him

Jewish mob I'm a Moscowitz

You can ask Todd my accomplices

Confident by my many accomplishments

I'm big timing other niggas incompetent

Aguilera Christine

Same thing thing I charge

For the sixteen

Bel Air Fresh Prince

Jazzy Jeff forty bricks

Uncle Phil he was never there

Now we got the baddest

B**ches laying everywhere

Call your friends over poetic justice

Janet Jackson braids time

To show me something

Introduce you to my cousin M

Maybe we could shoot a film