Macklemore & Ryan Lewis ☆ Downtown

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 Dally
Pulled up moped to the valley
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
Killing the game
’bout to catch a body
Passed the Harley
Dukie on the Ducati
Timbaland Khaled
Scott Storch Birdman
God damn 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
You don’t need a 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
Downtown downtown
Downtown
Downtown downtown
Downtown
She has her arms around your waist
With a balance that could keep us safe
Downtown
Have you ever felt the warm embrace
Downtown
Of the 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
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
Stunting like a French pimp
from back in the day
I take her to Pend Oreille
and I watch her skate
I mean water ski
ollie ollie oxen free
I’m perusing down fourth
and they watching me
I do a handstand
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 that 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 us safe
Have you ever felt the warm embrace
Of the 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