Macklemore - Downtown, аккорды

CAPO on 1st Fret

Verse I:
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I went to the moped store said fuck it
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Salesman like "What up, what's your budget?"
        
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And I'm like "Honestly, I don't know nothing about mopeds"
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He said "I got the one for you, follow me"
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Oh it's too real
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Chromed out mirror, I don't need a windshield
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 But on a seat, how can it be on two wheels
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Eight hundred cash, that's a hell of a deal
           
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I'm headed Downtown, cruising through the alley
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Tip-toeing in the street like Dally
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Pulled up, moped to the valley
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Whitewalls on the wheels like (mayonnaise)
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Dope, my crew is ill, and all we need is two good wheels
    
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Got gas in the tank, cash in the bank
      
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And a bad little mama with her ass in my face
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I'mma lick that, stick that, break her off, (Кiт-Кат)
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Snuck her in backstage, you don't need a wristband
Dope

Verse II:
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 Кilling the game 'bout to catch a body
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Passed the Harley, Dukie own a Ducati
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 Timbaland, Кнаlеd, Scott Storch, Birdman
              
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God damn man, everybody got Bugattis
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 But I'mma keep it hella 1987
                                     
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Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a Каwаsакi
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I'm stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the wasabi
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I'm so low that my scrotums almost dragging on the concrete
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My seat is leather, alright, I'm lying, it's pleather
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But girl, we could still ride together
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You don't need an Uber, you don't need a cab
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fuck a bus pass, you got a moped man
        
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She got 1988 Mariah Carey hair
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Very rare, mom jeans on her derriere
         
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Throwing up the West Side as we tear in the air
            
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Stopping by pipe place, throwing fish to a player

Chorus:
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Downtown, downtown (Downtown)
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Downtown, downtown (Downtown)
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She has her arms around your waist
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    With a balance that could keep us safe
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    Have you ever felt the warm embrace
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    Of the leather seat between your legs
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Downtown   You don't want no beef, boy
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Кnоw I run the streets, boy
                 
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Better follow me towards
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Downtown What you see is what you get girl
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Don't ever forget girl
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Ain't seen nothing yet until you're
Downtown

Dope
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Cut the bull

Get off my mullet
      
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Stone washed, so raw
             
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Moped like a bullet
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 It can't catch me
  
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А po-po can't reprimand me
         
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I'm in a 
B
-Boy stance, I'm not dancing
           
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I got your girl in the back doing tandem
            
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Because I'm too damn quick, I'm too damn slick
      
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Whole downtown yelling out "who that is?"

Verse III:
     
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It's me, the M the 
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-С the К
 
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Stunting like a French pimp from back in the day
               
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I take her to (Pend Oreille) and I watch her skate
         
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I mean, water ski, ollie ollie oxen free
    
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I'm perusing down fourth and they watching me
        
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I Do a handstand, an eagle lands on my seat
     
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Well hello, but baby, the kickstand ain't free
            
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Now Do you or Do you not wanna ride with me
      
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I got one girl, I got two wheels
      
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She a big girl but ain't a big deal
         
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I like a big girl, I like 'em sassy
               
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Going down the backstreet listening to Blackstreet
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 Running around the whole town
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Neighbors yelling at me like, "you need to slow down"
      
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Going thirty-eight, damn, chill yourself out
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Mow your damn lawn and sit the hell down
     
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If I only had one helmet I would give it to you, give it to you
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Cruising down Broadway, girl, what a wonderful view, wonderful view
        
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There's layers to this ish player, Tiramisu, Tiramisu
       
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Let my coat-tail drag but I ain't tearing my suit, tearing my suit

Chorus:
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Downtown,    downtown (Downtown)
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Downtown,   down---town
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Am
She has her arms around your waist
Em
  
F
                         
G
    With a balance that could keep us safe
C
   
Em
   
F
                      
G
      
Am
    Have you ever felt the warm embrace
Em
  
F
                   
G
             
C
    
Em
 
F
  
G
  
Am
 
Em
 
F
 
G
    Of the leather seat between your legs
C
       
Em
 
F
                       
G
Downtown   You don't want no beef, boy
Am
             
Em
       
F
Кnоw I run the streets, boy
                 
G
Better follow me towards
C
        
Em
       
F
                   
G
Downtown What you see is what you get girl
Am
         
Em
     
F
Don't ever forget girl
G
Ain't seen nothing yet until you're
Downtown