Luyện nghe bài hát Girls, Girls, Girls (Remix)

I'm not a one guy
(Real talk for ya, game)
Ain't they know it, it comes to love, I don't lie
(We lie man)

And the girls me for it
(You gotta that)
Ain't gonna say my nose be open
(I may say never)
Right now, it's just too fine ladies
Out there to choose one
(Too ladies)

I girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore
Yo, put your number on paper
'Cuz I would love to ya
Holla at ya I come off tour

Who you lovin', who you be huggin'
Who you wit, who you wanna be
Got smarty art chick to whom I pose this question
I read a couple books to add to her progression

To put this in laymen's term, I gave her knowledge
She gave me, brains in return, she had to out of college
Knowin' she does this homework, I give her in house
In and out I'm through her student body union and

She call me professor, say, "Daddy, and test her"
So she could fail on and repeat the semester
I'm like, at rate, ma, you never graduate
She said, "I no fool, I make it up in summer school"

I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do
Yo, put your number on this
'Cuz I would to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off

Now, let the people sing, I'm tryin' out
(Just girls out)
tryin' girls out
Yo, put your on this paper
'Cuz I love to date ya
Holla at ya I come off tour

Who you lovin', who you be fuckin'?
Who said, "What, why you trippin', girl, you fussin'?"
Got this model, slash actress slash time waitress
Spend a whole day, she hangin' with part time haters
All they do is diss and put a up on my latest

but since I tend to vary see
I tend to carry rumors than ten Mariah Careys
Tend to hurries in ten places at
Plus, she can't front just peep how I run

Ma, our together is our time together
And our time apart is our apart
So love Jay with your mind, and not your heart
And someday I slow but for now, I get around

Like the Makiavelli or Perelli twenty inches
Or and O-dog, stick up tape from menace
You tell 'em chicks if they must my business

I'm tryin' girls out, tryin' girls out
Put your number on this
'Cuz I love to date ya
Holla at ya I get off tour

I'm tryin' girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do
Yo put your on this paper
'Cuz I would to date ya
Holla at ya I come off tour

I'm lookin' for, Southern girl that cook Patti LaBelle
Big booty, scarf over doobie
under the Louie, Gucci over booty
Vicki titties, attitude of the city

Pretty, witty, girly,
One who likes to but come home early
Light dark, short sorta tall
Slim, kinda thick I I love 'em all
She can the coke and got hook up on the license

But she can get you first class seats for coach
Isn't this great? My flight at eight
Her flight at nine, my game just rewinds

I'm tryin' girls out, just girls out
Put your number on this
'Cuz I would to date ya
at ya when I get off tour

I'm tryin' girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do
Yo, put number on this paper
I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I come off

I'm not a one guy and they know it
When it comes to love, I lie
and the respect me for it
Ain't gonna say my nose, can't be

But now it's just too many fine ladies
Out there to choose one
I'm tryin' out, waiting patiently
Just tryin' out, until I find the one for me