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Downtown

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Downtown

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  • Price: $1.29
  • Release Date: 8/27/2015
  • Genre: Hip-Hop
  • Country: USA
  • Explicitness: explicit
I went to the moped store, said, fuck it
Salesman's like, what up, what's your budget?
And I'm like, honestly, I dont 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
White walls 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'ma 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 own a Ducati
Timbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, Birdman
Goddamn man, everybody got Bugattis
But I'ma keep it hella 1987
Head into the dealership
And drop a stack and cop a Kawasaki
I'm stuntin on everybody, hella raw, pass the Wasabi
I'm so low that my scrotum's almost dragging 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 an Uber, you don't need a cab
Fuck a buss 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 her 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
(Peeyow!)
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 handstand, an 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
Crusing 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) Writer(s): Ben Haggerty, Ryan Lewis, Evan Flory-barnes, Tim Haggerty, Darian Asplund, Jacob Dutton, Eric Nally, Joshua Karp, Joshua Rawlings

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