Downtown
[Verse 1]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 realChromed out mirror, I don't need a windshieldBanana seat, a canopy on two wheelsEight hundred cash, that's a hell of a dealI'm headed Downtown, cruising through the alleyTip-toeing in the street like DallyPulled up, moped to the valleyWhitewalls on the wheels like mayonnaiseDope, my crew is ill, and all we need is two good wheelsGot gas in the tank, cash in the bankAnd a bad little mama with her ass in my faceI'mma lick that, stick that, break her off, Kit-KatSnuck her in backstage, you don't need a wristbandDope
[Verse 2]Killing the game, 'bout to catch a bodyPassed the Harley, Dukie on the DucatiTimbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, BirdmanGod damn man, everybody got BugattisBut I'mma keep it hella 1987Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a KawasakiI'm stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the wasabiI'm so low that my scrotum's almost dragging up on the concreteMy seat is leather, alright, I'm lying, it's pleatherBut girl, we could still ride togetherYou don't need a Uber, you don't need a cabFuck a bus pass, you got a moped manShe got 1988 Mariah Carey hairVery rare, mom jeans on her derriereThrowing up the West Side as we tear in the airStop by Pike Place, throwing fish to a player
[Chorus]Downtown, downtown (Downtown)Downtown, downtown (Downtown)She has her arms around your waistWith 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)DowntownYou don't want no beef, boyKnow I run the streets, boyBetter follow me towardsDowntownWhat you see is what you get girlDon't ever forget girlAin't seen nothing yet until you'reDowntown
[Interlude]DopeCut the bullshitGet off my mulletStone washed, so rawMoped like a bulletYou can't catch meA po-po can't reprimand meI'm in a B-Boy stance, I'm not dancingI got your girl on the back going tandemCause I'm too damn quick, I'm too damn slickWhole downtown yelling out "who that is?"
[Verse 3]It's me, the M, the A-C, the KStunting like a French pimp from back in the dayI take her to Pend Oreille and I watch her skateI mean, water ski, ollie ollie oxen freeI'm perusing down fourth and they watching meI do a handstand, the eagle lands on my seatWell hello, but baby, the kickstand ain't freeNow do you or do you not wanna ride with meI got one girl, I got two wheelsShe a big girl, that ain't a big dealI like a big girl, I like 'em sassyGoing down the backstreet listening to BlackstreetRunning around the whole townNeighbors yelling at me like, "You need to slow down""Going thirty-eight, Dan, chill the fuck outMow your damn lawn and sit the hell down"If I only had one helmet I would give it to you, give it to youCruising down Broadway, girl, what a wonderful view, wonderful viewThere's layers to this shit player, tiramisu, tiramisuLet my coat-tail drag but I ain't tearing my suit, tearing my suit
[Chorus]Downtown, downtown (Downtown)Downtown, downtownShe has her arms around your waistWith a balance that could keep us safe(Downtown)Have you ever felt the warm embrace(Downtown)Of the leather seat between your legsDowntownYou don't want no beef, boyKnow I run the streets, boyBetter follow me towardsDowntownWhat you see is what you get girlDon't ever forget girlAin't seen nothing yet until you'reDowntown
[Outro]You don't want no beef, boyKnow I run the streets, boyBetter follow me towardsDowntownWhat you see is what you get girlDon't ever forget girlAin't seen nothing yet until you'reDowntown