Well I,
The plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude,looked like a cop,
Standin there with my name out
I ain't tryin to get arrested yet
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness
And like lightening dissappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said 'Fresh'
And had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought 'Now, forget it - Yo, home to Bel-Air!'