Downtown

I went to the moped store, said, "Fuck it"
Salesman like, "What's up? What's your budget?"
And I'm like, "Honestly, I don't know nothing 'bout mopeds"
He said, "I got the one for you, follow me!" (Woo!)
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 on the street like Dali
Pulled up, moped to the valet
White walls on the wheels like mayonnaise

Fuck a cop, 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 an 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

Fuck a cop, killin' the game, 'bout to catch a body
Pass the Harley, dude, key on the Ducati
Timbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, Birdman, God damn
Man, everybody got Bugattis
But I'ma keep it hella 1987, headin' to 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 balls almost draggin' up on the concrete

My seat is leather, alright, I'm light as pleather
But girl, we can still ride together (Oh!)
You don't need an Uber, you don't need a cab

Fuck a bus pass, you got a moped, man!
She got 1988 Mariah Carey hair

Very rare, mom's genes on her derrière
Throwin' up the Westside as we tear in the air
Stop by Pie Place, throwin' fish to a player

Downtown, downtown (Downtown)
Downtown, downtown (Downtown)

She has her arms around your waist
With a balance that could keep her safe (Downtown)
Have you ever felt the warm embrace (Downtown)
Of the leather seat between your legs? (Downtown)
You don't want no beef, boy
No, 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

Cut the bullshit, get off my mullet

Stone-washed, so raw, moped like a bullet (Oh!)
Yo, 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 yellin' out, "Who that is?"
It's me, the M, the A-C, the K
Stuntin' like a French bitch from back in the day

I take her to Pend Oreille and I watch her skate
I mean water-ski, olly olly oxen free (Oh!)
I'm cruisin' down Fourth and they watchin' me
I do a handstand, the eagle lands on my seat
Well hello, the baby that keeps standin' free
Now do you or do you not want to ride with me?
I got one girl, I got two wheels

She a big girl, that ain't a big deal

I like a big girl, I like 'em sassy
Goin' down the backstreet, listenin' to Blackstreet

Runnin' around the whole town
Neighbors yellin' at me like, "You need to slow down
Goin' thirty-eight, Dan, chill the fuck out
Mow your damn lawn, sit the fuck down"
If I only had one helmet, I would give it to you, give it to you

Cruisin' down Broadway, girl, what a wonderful view, wonderful view
There's layers to the player, tiramisu, tiramisu

I'm a coattail drag, but I ain't tearing my suit, tearing my suit

Ah, downtown, downtown (Downtown)
Downtown, downtown (Downtown)

She has her arms around your waist
With a balance that could keep her safe (Downtown)
Have you ever felt the warm embrace (Downtown)
Of the leather seat between your legs? (Downtown)
You don't want no beef, boy
No, 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

You don't want no beef, boy

No, I own 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