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

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

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

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

Who you lovin', who you wanna be
Who you wit, who you be fuckin'?
Got this smarty art chick to whom I pose this
I read a couple books to add to her soul's

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

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

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

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

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

Itinerary but I tend to vary see
I tend to more rumors than ten Mariah Careys
Tend to hurries in ten at once
Plus, she can't front peep how I run mines

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

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

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

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

I'm for, Southern girl that cook like Patti LaBelle
Big ghetto booty, over doobie
Chanell the Louie, Gucci over booty
Vicki titties, attitude of the city

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

But she can get you first seats for coach prices
Isn't this My flight leaves at eight
Her flight lands at nine, my game rewinds

I'm tryin' girls out, just tryin' out
Put number on this paper
'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 number on this paper
I would love to date ya
Holla at ya I come off tour

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

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