Downtown - Macklemore & Ryan Lewis featuring Eric Nally, Melle Mel, Kool Moe Dee and Grandmaster Caz (lyrics) I went to the moped store, said, \u0022Fuck it.\u0022 And salesman\u0027s like \u0022What up, what\u0027s your budget?\u0022 And I\u0027m like \u0022Honestly, I don\u0027t know nothing about mopeds.\u0022 He said \u0022I got the one for you, follow me.\u0022 Ooh it\u0027s too real Chromed-out mirror, I don\u0027t need a windshield Banana seat, a canopy on two wheels Eight hundred cash, that\u0027s a hell of a deal I\u0027m headed downtown, cruising through the alley Tip-toeing in the street like Dally Pulled up, moped to the valet 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\u0027mma lick that, stick that, break her off Kit-Kat Snuck her in backstage, you don\u0027t need a wristband Dope Killing the game \u0027bout to catch a body Passed the Harley, Dukie on the Ducati Timbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, Birdman Goddamn man, everybody got Bugattis But I\u0027mma keep it hella 1987 Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a Kawasaki I\u0027m stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the wasabi [Clean version:] I\u0027m so low that my cajones almost dragging upon the concrete [Explicit version:] I\u0027m so low that my scrotum\u0027s almost dragging upon the concrete My seat is leather, alright, I\u0027m lying, it\u0027s pleather But girl, we could still ride together, oh You don\u0027t need an Uber, you don\u0027t 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 will keep her 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\u0027t want no beef, boy Know I run the streets, boy Better follow me towards (Downtown) What you see is what you get girl Don\u0027t ever forget girl Ain\u0027t seen nothing yet until you\u0027re Downtown Dope Cut the bullshit Get off my mullet Stone washed, so raw Moped like a bullet (Peeyow!) It can\u0027t catch me A po-po can\u0027t reprimand me I\u0027m in a B-Boy stance, I\u0027m not dancing I got your girl on the back going tandem Sounding I\u0027m too damn quick, I\u0027m too damn slick Whole downtown yelling out, \u0022Who that is?\u0022 It\u0027s 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 water-skate I mean, water ski, ollie ollie oxen free I\u0027m perusing down fourth and they watching me I do a headstand, the eagle lands on my seat Well hello, but baby, the kickstand ain\u0027t 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\u0027t a big deal I like a big girl, I like \u0027em sassy Going down the backstreet listening to Blackstreet Running around the whole town Neighbors yelling at me like, \u0022You need to slow down.\u0022 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\u0027s layers to this shit player, tiramisu, tiramisu Let my coat-tail drag but I ain\u0027t tearing my suit, tearing my suit Downtown, downtown (downtown) Downtown, downtown She has her arms around your waist With a balance that will keep her safe (Downtown) Have you ever felt the warm embrace (Downtown) Of the leather seat between your legs (Downtown) You don\u0027t want no beef, boy Know I run the streets, boy Better follow me towards (Downtown) What you see is what you get girl Don\u0027t ever forget girl Ain\u0027t seen nothing yet until you\u0027re Downtown You don\u0027t want no beef, boy Know I run the streets, boy Better follow me towards (Downtown) What you see is what you get girl Don\u0027t ever forget girl Ain\u0027t seen nothing yet until you\u0027re (Downtown)