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Verse I: Am I went to the moped store said fuck it C G Salesman like "What up, what's your budget?" Am And I'm like "Honestly, I don't know nothing about mopeds" C G He said "I got the one for you, follow me" Am Oh it's too real C G Chromed out mirror, I don't need a windshield Am But on a seat, how can it be on two wheels
C G Eight hundred cash, that's a hell of a deal Am I'm headed Downtown, cruising through the alley C G Tip-toeing in the street like Dally Am Pulled up, moped to the valley C G Whitewalls on the wheels like (mayonnaise) Am C G Dope, my crew is ill, and all we need is two good wheels Am Got gas in the tank, cash in the bank C G And a bad little mama with her ass in my face Am I'mma lick that, stick that, break her off, (?i?-???) C G Snuck her in backstage, you don't need a wristband Dope Verse II: Am ?illing the game 'bout to catch a body C G Passed the Harley, Dukie own a Ducati Am C Timbaland, ???l?d, Scott Storch, Birdman G God damn man, everybody got Bugattis Am But I'mma keep it hella 1987 C G Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a ??w?s??i Am I'm stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the wasabi C G I'm so low that my scrotums almost dragging on the concrete Am My seat is leather, alright, I'm lying, it's pleather C G But girl, we could still ride together Am You don't need an Uber, you don't need a cab C G fuck a bus pass, you got a moped man Am She got 1988 Mariah Carey hair C G Very rare, mom jeans on her derriere Am Throwing up the West Side as we tear in the air C G Stopping by pipe place, throwing fish to a player Chorus: C Downtown, downtown (Downtown) C C Downtown, downtown (Downtown) Em F G Am She has her arms around your waist Em F G With a balance that could keep us safe C Em F G Am Have you ever felt the warm embrace Em F G C Em F G Am Em F G Of the leather seat between your legs C Em F G Downtown You don't want no beef, boy Am Em F ?n?w I run the streets, boy G Better follow me towards C Em F G Downtown What you see is what you get girl Am Em F Don't ever forget girl G Ain't seen nothing yet until you're Downtown Dope Am Cut the bull Get off my mullet C Stone washed, so raw G Moped like a bullet Am It can't catch me C G ? po-po can't reprimand me Am I'm in a B-Boy stance, I'm not dancing C G I got your girl in the back doing tandem Am Because I'm too damn quick, I'm too damn slick C G Whole downtown yelling out "who that is?" Verse III: Am It's me, the M the A-? the ? C G Stunting like a French pimp from back in the day Am I take her to (Pend Oreille) and I watch her skate C G I mean, water ski, ollie ollie oxen free Am I'm perusing down fourth and they watching me C G I Do a handstand, an eagle lands on my seat Am Well hello, but baby, the kickstand ain't free C G Now Do you or Do you not wanna ride with me Am I got one girl, I got two wheels C G She a big girl but ain't a big deal Am I like a big girl, I like 'em sassy C G Going down the backstreet listening to Blackstreet Am Running around the whole town C G Neighbors yelling at me like, "you need to slow down" Am Going thirty-eight, damn, chill yourself out C G Mow your damn lawn and sit the hell down Am C G If I only had one helmet I would give it to you, give it to you Am C G Cruising down Broadway, girl, what a wonderful view, wonderful view Am C G There's layers to this ish player, Tiramisu, Tiramisu Am C G Let my coat-tail drag but I ain't tearing my suit, tearing my suit Chorus: C Em F G Downtown, downtown (Downtown) Am Em F G C Downtown, down---town Em F G Am She has her arms around your waist Em F G With a balance that could keep us safe C Em F G Am Have you ever felt the warm embrace Em F G C Em F G Am Em F G Of the leather seat between your legs C Em F G Downtown You don't want no beef, boy Am Em F ?n?w I run the streets, boy G Better follow me towards C Em F G Downtown What you see is what you get girl Am Em F Don't ever forget girl G Ain't seen nothing yet until you're Downtown
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