Gone in 60 Seconds Duse Beatz (Ft. Drakeo the Ruler)

[Intro]
(Duse makin' slaps, true)
(Mustard on the beat, ho)

[Verse 1]
A suit and tie, you know my disguise
A buck-50 on the HP like I don't have a mind
And if they somehow catch up, I'ma tell 'em I was high
Poured off a five, niggas tend to think I'm blind
Mr. Mosely, Mr. Mosely, it's the foreign whip crasher
Hanging out the window, it's the two greedy bastards
Gripping on this TEC and I hope it don't jam
Do whatever for the dough, you know me, Tommy Bram
Think I need a dolly 'cause this stove is too heavy
Whole brick in saran and the stench is kinda deadly
I was in the town, had to thank Susan Lee
Shot over my head, had to duck the Judases

[Chorus]
And I be gone
In and out fast
Knock, knock, ding, dong, get the cash
I be gone in 60 seconds
In and out fast
Knock, knock, ding, dong, get the cash
I be gone in 60 seconds
We know, we know, I be gone in 60 seconds
We know, we know, we know