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

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

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 off tour

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

To put this in laymen's term, I gave her some
She gave me, in return, she had to drop 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 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 girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore
Yo, put your on this paper
'Cuz I would love to ya
Holla at ya I come off tour

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm lookin' for, Southern that cook like Patti LaBelle
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 tall
Slim, kinda thick I I love 'em all
She can cook the and got hook up on the license

But she can get you first class seats for prices
this great? My flight leaves at eight
Her flight lands at nine, my game rewinds

I'm tryin' out, just tryin' girls out
Put your number on 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 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, be over

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