Downtown
Macklemore
- Am
- C
- Em
- F
- G
Continúa después del anuncio
Tono:
E|-------------7--7------------7--7--| B|-------5--5--------5--5---5--------| G|-----------------------------------| D|-----------------------------------| A|-----------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------|[Verse 1: Macklemore]Am I went to the moped store said fuck itC G Salesman like "What up, what's your budget?"Am And I'm like "Honestly, I don't know nothing about mopeds"C G He said "I got the one for you, follow me"Am Oh, it's too realC G Chromed out mirror, I don't need a windshieldAm But on a seat, how can it be on two wheelsC G Eight hundred cash, that's a hell of a deal [Interlude 1: Grandmaster Caz, Kool Moe Dee & Melle Mel]Am I'm headed Downtown, cruising through the alleyC G Tip-toeing in the street like DallyAm Pulled up, moped to the valleyC G Whitewalls on the wheels like (mayonnaise)Am C G Dope, my crew is ill, and all we need is two good wheelsAm Got gas in the tank, cash in the bankC G And a bad little mama with her ass in my faceAm I'mma lick that, stick that, break her off, (Kit-Kat)C G Snuck her in backstage, you don't need a wristband Dope [Verse 2: Macklemore]Am Killing the game 'bout to catch a bodyC G Passed the Harley, Dukie own a DucatiAm C Timbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, BirdmanG God damn man, everybody got BugattisAm But I'mma keep it hella 1987C G Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a KawasakiAm I'm stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the wasabiC G I'm so low that my scrotum's almost dragging on the concreteAm My seat is leather, alright, I'm lying, it's pleatherC G But girl, we could still ride togetherContinúa después del anuncioAm You don't need an Uber, you don't need a cabC G Fuck a bus pass, you got a moped manAm She got 1988 Mariah Carey hairC G Very rare, mom jeans on her derriereAm Throwing up the West Side as we tear in the airC G Stopping by pipe place, throwing fish to a player [Hook: Eric Nally]C Downtown, downtown (Downtown)C C Downtown, downtown (Downtown)Em F G Am She has her arms around your waistEm F G With a balance that could keep us safeC Em F G Am Have you ever felt the warm embraceEm F G C Em F G Am Em F G Of the leather seat between your legsC Em F G Downtown You don't want no beef, boyAm Em F Know I run the streets, boyG Better follow me towardsC Em F G Downtown, what you see is what you get girlAm Em F Don't ever forget girlG Ain't seen nothing yet until you're Downtown [Interlude 2: Grandmaster Caz, Kool Moe Dee & Melle Mel] DopeAm Cut the bull Get off my mulletC Stone washed, so rawG Moped like a bulletAm It can't catch meC G A po-po can't reprimand meAm I'm in a B-Boy stance, I'm not dancingC G I got your girl in the back doing tandemAm Because I'm too damn quick, I'm too damn slickC G Whole downtown yelling out "who that is?" [Verse 3: Macklemore]Am It's me, the M, the A-C, the KC G Stunting like a French pimp from back in the dayAm I take her to (Pend Oreille) and I watch her skateC G I mean, water ski, ollie ollie oxen freeAm I'm perusing down fourth and they watching meC G I do a handstand, an eagle lands on my seatAm Well hello, but baby, the kickstand ain't freeC G Now do you or do you not wanna ride with meAm I got one girl, I got two wheelsC G She a big girl but ain't a big dealAm I like a big girl, I like 'em sassyC G Going down the backstreet listening to BlackstreetAm Running around the whole townC G Neighbors yelling at me like, "you need to slow down"Am Going thirty-eight, Dan, chill the fuck outC G Mow your damn lawn and sit the hell downAm C G If I only had one helmet I would give it to you, give it to youAm C G Cruising down Broadway, girl, what a wonderful view, wonderful viewAm C G There's layers to this ish player, Tiramisu, TiramisuAm C G Let my coat-tail drag but I ain't tearing my suit, tearing my suit [Hook: Eric Nally]C Em F G Downtown, downtown (Downtown)Am Em F G C Downtown, down - townEm F G Am She has her arms around your waistEm F G With a balance that could keep us safeC Em F G Am Have you ever felt the warm embraceEm F G C Em F G Am Em F G Of the leather seat between your legsC Em F G Downtown You don't want no beef, boyAm Em F Know I run the streets, boyG Better follow me towardsC Em F G Downtown, what you see is what you get girlAm Em F Don't ever forget girlG Ain't seen nothing yet until you're