Slave Owner Lyrics - Young Dolph

Hit 'em with the Jab 

Buddah blessed this beat 

Whole lotta of drip (drip) 

Money callin' back to back so I keep takin' trips (go get it) 

Spend a couple mil (yeah), just on one crib (yeah) 

Hold up, let me crack the seal, take another sip (pour up) 

Whole lotta drip (drip) 

Whole lotta drip (drip), whole lotta chips (baow) 

I'm a slave owner (what?), whole lotta whips (skrrt) 

I don't like niggas (nah), I might get 'em killed (bah) 

He like poppin' pills (thirties), I like countin' mils (ayy) 

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She like poppin' pussy (twerk), I like throwin' paper (yeah) 

That boy there a pussy (swear), 'cause that nigga a hater (damn) 

Show up in all black (yeah), like the Undertaker (yeah) 

Designer everything, diamond watch and diamond ring (hey) 

Yeah you right, I'm such a big deal (big deal) 

Rolls Royce on some big wheels (uh-huh) 

I had to hustle for mine, 

bitch I'm out the field (straight out the streets) 

Ballin' in Chiraq like I'm coach Phil (Phil Jackson) 

Drop a pill in her drink like Bill (whoa) 

Smash her on the first night, I bet I will (uh-huh) 

You wanna get in this car, take off them heels (take them off) 

A whole truck load, I just made a deal (hey, hey) 

What's the business, 

what's the motherfuckin' word? (ayy what's poppin'?) 

Put a dick in your ear, fuck what you heard (haha) 

Another check just cleared, oh yeah (oh yeah) 

All that hatin' ain't gon' get you nowhere (woo) 

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Whole lotta of drip (drip) 

Money callin' back to back so I keep takin' trips (go get it) 

Spend a couple mil (yeah), just on one crib (yeah) 

Hold up, let me crack the seal, take another sip (pour up) 

Whole lotta drip (drip) 

Whole lotta drip (drip), whole lotta chips (baow) 

I'm a slave owner (what?), whole lotta whips (skrrt) 

I don't like niggas (nah), I might get 'em killed (bah) 

He like poppin' pills (thirties), I like countin' mils (ayy) 

All this swag on me (whoa), got a bag on me (whoa) 

An eighty ball in my book bag, got a shag on me (whoa) 

I let my nuts hang (yeah), I gotta sag homie (yeah) 

I heard a fuck nigga got a price tag on me (hah) 

Ayy come and ask me do I really give a fuck? (hell nah) 

Come and ask me how much I made this month (hey) 

Puerto Ricans and Jamaicans, nigga pick one (yeah) 

Playin' with these M's, you should go and get one (uh-huh) 

I smoke, I drink (drink) 

I'm supposed to stop (damn), 

but fuck it 'cause I can't (ayy who that?) 

Met her at the bank (okay), fucked her at the penthouse (ayy) 

I was fucked up but I'm the shit now (it's Dolph) 

Whole lotta of drip (drip) 

Money callin' back to back so I keep takin' trips (go get it) 

Spend a couple mil (yeah), just on one crib (yeah) 

Hold up, let me crack the seal, take another sip (pour up) 

Whole lotta drip (drip) 

Whole lotta drip (drip), whole lotta chips (baow) 

I'm a slave owner (what?), whole lotta whips (skrrt) 

I don't like niggas (nah), I might get 'em killed (bah) 

He like poppin' pills (thirties), I like countin' mils (ayy)