Macklemore – Downtown Chords

CAPO on 1st Fret

Am    x02210
G     320033
C     x32010
Em    022000
F     133211

[Verse I]
Am
I went to the moped store said fuck it
C                   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 real
C                   G
Chromed out mirror, I don't need a windshield
Am
 But on a seat, how can it be on two wheels
C                   G
Eight hundred cash, that's a hell of a deal
           Am
I'm headed Downtown, cruising through the alley
C                  G
Tip-toeing in the street like Dally
Am
Pulled up, moped to the valley
C                 G
Whitewalls on the wheels like (mayonnaise)
Am                    C                  G
Dope, my crew is ill, and all we need is two good wheels
    Am
Got gas in the tank, cash in the bank
      C                        G
And a bad little mama with her ass in my face
Am
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 II] Am Killing the game 'bout to catch a body C G Passed the Harley, Dukie own a Ducati Am C Timbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, Birdman G God damn man, everybody got Bugattis Am But I'mma keep it hella 1987 C G Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a Kawasaki Am I'm stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the wasabi C G I'm so low that my scrotums almost dragging on the concrete Am My seat is leather, alright, I'm lying, it's pleather C G But girl, we could still ride together Am You don't need an Uber, you don't need a cab C G fuck a bus pass, you got a moped man Am She got 1988 Mariah Carey hair C G Very rare, mom jeans on her derriere Am Throwing up the West Side as we tear in the air C G Stopping by pipe place, throwing fish to a player [Chorus] C Downtown, downtown (Downtown) C C Downtown, downtown (Downtown) Em F G 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 Know 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
Dope Am Cut the bull Get off my mullet C Stone washed, so raw G Moped like a bullet Am It can't catch me C G A po-po can't reprimand me Am I'm in a B-Boy stance, I'm not dancing C G I got your girl in the back doing tandem Am Because I'm too damn quick, I'm too damn slick C G Whole downtown yelling out "who that is?" [Verse III] Am It's me, the M the A-C the K C G Stunting like a French pimp from back in the day Am I take her to (Pend Oreille) and I watch her skate C G I mean, water ski, ollie ollie oxen free Am I'm perusing down fourth and they watching me C G I do a handstand, an eagle lands on my seat Am Well hello, but baby, the kickstand ain't free C G Now do you or do you not wanna ride with me Am I got one girl, I got two wheels C G She a big girl but ain't a big deal Am I like a big girl, I like 'em sassy C G Going down the backstreet listening to Blackstreet Am Running around the whole town C G Neighbors yelling at me like, "you need to slow down" Am Going thirty-eight, damn, chill yourself out C G Mow your damn lawn and sit the hell down Am C G If I only had one helmet I would give it to you, give it to you Am C G Cruising down Broadway, girl, what a wonderful view, wonderful view Am C G There's layers to this ish player, Tiramisu, Tiramisu Am C G Let my coat-tail drag but I ain't tearing my suit, tearing my suit [Chorus] C Em F G Downtown, downtown (Downtown) Am Em F G C Downtown, down---town Em F G 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 Know 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