I'm not a one guy (Real for ya, peep game) Ain't they know it, when it 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 love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do Yo, put your number on this 'Cuz I would love to ya Holla at ya when I come off
Who you lovin', who you be huggin' Who you wit, who you be fuckin'? Got this smarty art chick to 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 drop out of Knowin' she this homework, I give her in house tutoring In and out I'm movin' through her body union and
She call me professor, say, "Daddy, and test her" So she fail on purpose and repeat the semester I'm like, at this rate, ma, you graduate She said, "I ain't no fool, I make it up in school"
I girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore Yo, put your on this paper 'Cuz I love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off
Now, let the people sing, I'm girls out (Just girls out) Just tryin' out Yo, put number on this paper 'Cuz I would love to ya Holla at ya when I off tour
Who you lovin', who you wanna be Who said, "What, why you trippin', girl, you fussin'?" Got this model, slash actress slash part time Spend a whole day, she hangin' 'round with part haters All do is diss dirt and put a up on my latest
Itinerary but I tend to vary see I tend to carry more than ten Mariah Careys Tend to in ten places at once Plus, she can't front just how I run mines
Ma, our time is our time together And our apart is our time apart So love Jay with your mind, and not your heart And someday I slow down but for now, I get
Like the late or Perelli twenty inches Or caine and O-dog, stick up tape menace You tell 'em chicks if they know my business
I'm tryin' girls out, just tryin' out Put your on this paper 'Cuz I would love to ya Holla at ya when I get off
I'm tryin' girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do Yo put your on this paper 'Cuz I love to date ya at ya when I come off tour
I'm lookin' for, Southern girl that cook like LaBelle Big ghetto booty, over doobie Chanell under the Louie, over booty Vicki covered titties, of the city
Pretty, witty, girly, One who likes to but come home early Light dark, short sorta tall Slim, kinda I swear I love 'em all She can the coke and got hook up on the license
But she can get you first class for coach prices Isn't this great? My leaves at eight Her flight lands at nine, my game rewinds
I'm girls out, just tryin' girls out Put your number on paper 'Cuz I love to date ya Holla at ya when I get off
I'm tryin' girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do Yo, put your number on paper 'Cuz I would to date ya at ya when I come off tour
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, be over
But right now it's just too many ladies Out there to one from I'm girls out, waiting patiently Just tryin' girls out, until I the one for me