[00:00.00] 作词 : Dutton, Jacob Brian
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Dutton, Jacob Brian
[00:25.28][Verse 1]
[00:26.24]I went to the Moped store, said "**** it"
[00:28.49]Salesman's like "What up, what's your budget?"
[00:30.59]And I'm like "Honestly, I don't know nothing about Mopeds"
[00:32.66]He said "I got the one for you, follow me"
[00:35.12]Ooh, it's too real
[00:37.19]Chromed out mirror, I don't need a windshield
[00:39.24]Banana seat, a canopy on two wheels
[00:41.50]Eight hundred cash, that's a hell of a deal
[00:43.67]I'm headed Downtown, cruising through the alley
[00:45.83]Tip-toeing in the street like Dally
[00:48.05]Pulled up, moped to the valley
[00:50.26]Whitewalls on the wheels like mayonnaise
[00:52.37]****, my crew is ill, and all we need is two good wheels
[00:56.49]Got gas in the tank, cash in the bank
[00:58.75]And a bad little mama with her ass in my face
[01:00.91]I'mma lick that, stick that, break her off, Kit-Kat
[01:03.47]Snuck her in backstage, you don't need a wristband
[01:05.38]****
[01:05.73]
[01:06.73][Verse 2]
[01:07.59]Killing the game, 'bout to catch a body
[01:09.85]Passed the Harley, Dukie on the Ducati
[01:12.06]Timbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, Birdman
[01:14.63]God damn man, everybody got Bugattis
[01:16.80]But I'mma keep it hella 1987
[01:18.14]Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a Kawasaki
[01:20.60]I'm stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the wasabi
[01:22.91]I'm so low that my scrotum's almost dragging up on the concrete
[01:25.37]My seat is leather, alright, I'm lying, it's pleather
[01:27.18]But girl, we could still ride together
[01:29.07]You don't need a Uber, you don't need a cab
[01:31.79]**** a bus pass, you got a moped man
[01:34.05]She got 1988 Mariah Carey hair
[01:36.21]Very rare, mom jeans on her derriere
[01:38.43]Throwing up the West Side as we tear in the air
[01:40.58]Stop by Pike Place, throwing fish to a player
[01:41.97]
[01:42.48][Chorus]
[01:46.42]Downtown, downtown (Downtown)
[01:47.06]Downtown, downtown (Downtown)
[01:53.33]She has her arms around your waist
[01:57.35]With a balance that could keep us safe
[02:00.41](Downtown)
[02:02.22]Have you ever felt the warm embrace
[02:04.89](Downtown)
[02:06.49]Of the leather seat between your legs
[02:09.20](Hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
[02:13.27](Hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
[02:17.68]Downtown
[02:19.83]You don't want no beef, boy
[02:22.00]Know I run the streets, boy
[02:24.16]Better follow me towards
[02:26.57]Downtown
[02:28.09]What you see is what you get girl
[02:31.00]Don't ever forget girl
[02:32.90]Ain't seen nothing yet until you're
[02:35.17]Downtown
[02:36.07]
[02:36.37][Interlude]
[02:36.94]****
[02:37.58]Cut the ********
[02:38.59]Get off my mullet
[02:39.64]Stone washed, so raw
[02:40.60]Moped like a bullet
[02:42.64]You can't catch me
[02:43.67]A po-po can't reprimand me
[02:45.88]I'm in a B-Boy stance, I'm not dancing
[02:48.18]I got your girl on the back going tandem
[02:50.39]Cause I'm too damn quick, I'm too damn slick
[02:52.50]Whole downtown yelling out "who that is?"
[02:53.76]
[02:54.27][Verse 3]
[02:54.95]It's me, the M, the A-C, the K
[02:57.16]Stunting like a French pimp from back in the day
[02:59.13]I take her to Pend Oreille and I watch her skate
[03:01.30]I mean, water ski, ollie ollie oxen free
[03:03.71]I'm perusing down fourth and they watching me
[03:05.72]I do a handstand, the eagle lands on my seat
[03:07.53]Well hello, but baby, the kickstand ain't free
[03:10.04]Now do you or do you not wanna ride with me
[03:12.30]I got one girl, I got two wheels
[03:14.15]She a big girl, that ain't a big deal
[03:16.35]I like a big girl, I like 'em sassy
[03:18.90]Going down the backstreet listening to Blackstreet
[03:22.03]Running around the whole town
[03:23.54]Neighbors yelling at me like, "You need to slow down"
[03:25.60]"Going thirty-eight, Dan, chill the **** out
[03:27.81]Mow your damn lawn and sit the hell down"
[03:30.17]If I only had one helmet I would give it to you, give it to you
[03:33.93]Cruising down Broadway, girl, what a wonderful view, wonderful view
[03:38.76]There's layers to this **** player, tiramisu, tiramisu
[03:43.12]Let my coat-tail drag but I ain't tearing my suit, tearing my suit
[03:46.54]
[03:46.95][Chorus]
[03:47.49]Downtown, downtown (Downtown)
[03:51.81]Downtown, downtown
[03:58.28]She has her arms around your waist
[04:02.55]With a balance that could keep us safe
[04:07.07]Have you ever felt the warm embrace
[04:10.99]Of the leather seat between your legs
[04:13.70]Downtown
[04:15.91]You don't want no beef, boy
[04:18.07]Know I run the streets, boy
[04:20.23]Better follow me towards
[04:22.33]Downtown
[04:24.19]What you see is what you get girl
[04:26.81]Don't ever forget girl
[04:28.92]Ain't seen nothing yet until you're
[04:31.08]Downtown
[04:31.91]
[04:32.57][Outro]
[04:33.46]You don't want no beef, boy
[04:35.51]Know I run the streets, boy
[04:37.67]Better follow me towards
[04:39.83]Downtown
[04:41.61]What you see is what you get girl
[04:44.21]Don't ever forget girl
[04:46.37]Ain't seen nothing yet until you're
[04:48.73]Downtown

作词 : Dutton, Jacob Brian
作曲 : Dutton, Jacob Brian
I went to the Moped store, said "**** 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 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 Dally
Pulled up, moped to the valley
Whitewalls on the wheels like mayonnaise
****, 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'mma lick that, stick that, break her off, Kit-Kat
Snuck her in backstage, you don't need a wristband
****

Killing the game, 'bout to catch a body
Passed the Harley, Dukie on the Ducati
Timbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, Birdman
God damn man, everybody got Bugattis
But I'mma keep it hella 1987
Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a Kawasaki
I'm stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the wasabi
I'm so low that my scrotum's almost dragging up 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 a Uber, you don't need a cab
**** 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 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

****
Cut the ********
Get off my mullet
Stone washed, so raw
Moped like a bullet
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
Stunting like a French pimp from back in the day
I take her to Pend Oreille and I watch her skate
I mean, water ski, ollie ollie oxen free
I'm perusing down fourth and they watching me
I do a handstand, the 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, that 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 **** 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's layers to this **** 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

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