I went to the Moped store, said f*ck it
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Salesman's 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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Ooh, it's too real
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Chromed out mirror, I don't need a windshield
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Banana seat, a canopy 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, Kit-Kat
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Snuck her in backstage, you don't need a wristband
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Dope
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Killing the game, 'bout to catch a body
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Passed the Harley, Dukie on the Ducati
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Timbaland, Khaled, Scott Storch, Birdman
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God damn, man, everybody got Bugattis
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But I'ma keep it hella nineteen eighty seven
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Head into the dealership and drop a stack and cop a Kawasaki
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I'm stunting on everybody, hella raw, pass the Wasabi
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I'm so low that my scrotum's almost dragging up 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 a Uber, you don't need a cab
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F*ck a bus pass, you got a Moped man
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She got nineteen eighty eight 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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Stop by Pike Place, throwing fish to a player
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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 will keep her safe
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(Downtown)
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Have you ever felt the warm embrace
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(Downtown)
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Of the leather seat between your legs
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(Hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
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(Hey-ey-ey-ey, hey-ey-ey-ey)
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Downtown
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You don't want no beef, boy
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Know I run the streets, boy
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Better follow me towards
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Downtown
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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
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Downtown
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Dope
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Cut the bullshit
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Get off my mullet
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Stone washed, so raw
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Moped like a bullet
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You can't catch me
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A 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 on the back going tandem
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'Cause I'm too damn quick, I'm too damn slick
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Whole downtown yelling out who that is?
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It's me, the M, the A-C, the K
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Sounding 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, the 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, that 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, Dan, chill the f*ck 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 shit player, tiramisu, tiramisu
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Let my coat-tail drag but I ain't tearing my suit, tearing my suit
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Downtown, downtown (downtown)
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Downtown, downtown
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She has her arms around your waist
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With a balance that will keep her 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
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You don't want no beef, boy
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Know I run the streets, boy
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Better follow me towards
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Downtown
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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
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Downtown
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You don't want no beef, boy
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Know I run the streets, boy
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Better follow me towards
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Downtown
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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
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Downtown
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