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Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

Genres: Hip-Hop

Downtown (feat. Eric Nally, Melle Mel, Kool Moe Dee And Grandmaster Caz Lyrics - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis

I went to the moped store, said "Fuck it" 

Salesman's like "What up, what's your budget?" 

And I'm like "Honestly, I don't know nothing about mopeds" 

He said "I got the one for you, follow me" 

Ooh, it's too real 

Chromed out mirror, I don't need a windshield 

Banana seat, a canopy on two wheels 

Eight hundred cash, that's a hell of a deal 

I'm headed... 

 

Downtown, cruising through the alley 

Tip-toeing in the street like ballet 

Pulled up, moped to the valet 

Whitewalls on the wheels like mayonnaise 

Dope, my crew is ill, and all we need is two good wheels 

Got gas in the tank, cash in the bank 

And a bad little mama with her ass in my face 

I'mma lick that, stick that, break her off, Kit-Kat 

Snuck her in backstage, you don't need a wristband 

Dope 

 

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Killing the game, 'bout to catch a body 

Passed the Harley, Dukie on the Ducati 

Timbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, Birdman 

Goddamn, man, everybody got Bugattis 

But I'mma keep it hella 1987 

Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a Kawasaki 

I'm stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the Wasabi 

I'm so low that my scrotum's almost dragging up on the concrete 

My seat is leather, alright, I'm lying, it's pleather 

But girl, we could still ride together, oh 

You don't need an Uber, you don't need a cab 

Fuck a bus pass, you got a moped man 

She got 1988 Mariah Carey hair 

Very rare, mom jeans on her derriere 

Throwing up the West Side as we tear in the air 

Stop by Pike Place, throwing fish to a player 

 

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Downtown, downtown (Downtown) 

Downtown, downtown (Downtown) 

She has her arms around your waist 

With a balance that could keep her safe 

(Downtown) 

Have you ever felt the warm embrace 

(Downtown) 

Of a leather seat between your legs 

(Hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey) 

(Hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey) 

Downtown 

You don't want no beef, boy 

Know I run the streets, boy 

Better follow me towards 

Downtown 

What you see is what you get girl 

Don't ever forget girl 

Ain't seen nothing yet until you're 

Downtown 

 

Dope 

Cut the bullshit 

Get off my mullet 

Stone washed, so raw 

Moped like a bullet, oh, yee-ow 

You can't catch me 

A po-po can't reprimand me 

I'm in a B-Boy stance, I'm not dancing 

I got your girl on the back going tandem 

Cause I'm too damn quick, I'm too damn slick 

Whole downtown yelling out "Who that is?" 

 

It's me, the M, the A-C, the K 

Sounding like a French pimp from back in the day 

I take her to Pend Oreille and I water skate 

I mean, water ski, ollie, ollie, oxen free 

I'm perusing down fourth and they watching me 

I do a headstand, the eagle lands on my seat 

Well hello, but baby, the kickstand ain't free 

Now do you or do you not wanna ride with me? 

I got one girl, I got two wheels 

She a big girl, but ain't a big deal 

I like a big girl, I like 'em sassy 

Going down the backstreet listening to Blackstreet 

Running around the whole town 

Neighbors yelling at me like, "You need to slow down" 

"Going thirty-eight, Dan, chill the fuck out 

Mow your damn lawn and sit the hell down" 

If I only had one helmet I would give it to you, give it to you 

Cruising down Broadway, girl, what a wonderful view, wonderful view 

There's layers to this shit player, tiramisu, tiramisu 

Let my coat-tail drag but I ain't tearing my suit, tearing my suit 

 

Downtown, downtown (Downtown) 

Downtown, downtown 

She has her arms around your waist 

With a balance that could keep her safe 

(Downtown) 

Have you ever felt the warm embrace 

(Downtown) 

Of a leather seat between your legs 

Downtown 

You don't want no beef, boy 

Know I run the streets, boy 

Better follow me towards 

Downtown 

What you see is what you get girl 

Don't ever forget girl 

Ain't seen nothing yet until you're 

Downtown 

 

You don't want no beef, boy 

Know I run the streets, boy 

Better follow me towards 

Downtown 

What you see is what you get girl 

Don't ever forget girl 

Ain't seen nothing yet until you're 

Downtown 

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