Downtown chords by Macklemore

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