Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned, almost drowned
And I liked to take a minute
I'll rhyme right here
I'll tell you how I became the princess of good old Paris.

In an old house in Paris I was raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Learning some lessons relaxin' all cool
And all kicking some football outside of the school
And a Spanish young guy
Who was thinking he's cool
Startin making trouble at the boarding school
I tried to end this darn fight, but my 'teach got scared
She said 'This isn't how you ladies treat your neighbours so well'

We strolled at half past nine and it was real nice
The local zoo had snakes, and I poo-poo'd at the lion
If anything I can say my friends are real
But I thought 'This is lavish' - 'Yo homes to Paris'

I went back to the house about 7 or 8
And I said to my homies 'Yo girls we'll chill later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as Princess of Paris.