I'm not a one guy (Real talk for ya, game) Ain't they it, when it comes to love, I don't lie (We lie man)
And the girls me for it (You gotta that) gonna say my nose can't be open (I may say never) Right now, it's just too many ladies Out to choose one from (Too ladies)
I girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore Yo, put number on this paper 'Cuz I love to date ya Holla at ya when I off tour
Who you lovin', who you wanna be Who you wit, who you wanna be Got this smarty art chick to I pose this question I read a couple to add to her soul's progression
To put this in term, I gave her some 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 movin' through her student union and
She call me professor, say, "Daddy, come and her" So she could fail on purpose and the semester I'm like, at rate, ma, you never graduate She said, "I ain't no fool, I 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 sing, I'm tryin' girls out (Just tryin' out) tryin' girls out Yo, put number on this paper I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off
Who you lovin', who you wanna be Who said, "What, why you trippin', girl, you fussin'?" Got this model, slash slash part time waitress Spend a whole day, she 'round with part time haters All do is diss dirt and put a up on my latest
but since I tend to vary see I tend to carry more rumors ten Mariah Careys Tend to hurries in ten places at Plus, she can't front just peep how I run
Ma, our time together is our time And our time apart is our time So love Jay your mind, girl and not your heart And someday I slow down but for now, I get
the late Makiavelli or Perelli twenty inches Or caine and O-dog, up tape from menace You tell 'em if they must know my business
I'm tryin' girls out, just tryin' out Put your on this paper I would love to date ya Holla at ya I get off tour
I'm girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore Yo put your number on this I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I off tour
I'm lookin' for, Southern girl that cook like Patti Big ghetto booty, scarf over Chanell the Louie, Gucci over booty Vicki covered titties, attitude of the
Pretty, witty, girly, One who likes to party but come home Light kinda dark, short sorta 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 this great? My flight leaves at eight Her lands at nine, my game just rewinds
I'm tryin' girls out, just girls out Put your number on paper 'Cuz I would to date ya Holla at ya I get off tour
I'm 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
I'm not a one girl's guy and they it When it comes to love, I lie and the girls me for it gonna say my nose, can't be over
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