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

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

And the girls me for it
(You respect that)
Ain't say my nose can't be open
(I may say never)
Right now, it's just too many fine
Out there to choose one
(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 be fuckin'?
Got smarty art chick to whom I pose this question
I read a couple to add to her soul's progression

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

She call me professor, say, "Daddy, and test her"
So she could fail on purpose and repeat the
I'm like, at this rate, ma, you never
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
I would love to date ya
Holla at ya when I off tour

Now, let the people sing, I'm tryin' out
(Just tryin' out)
tryin' girls out
Yo, put your number on paper
'Cuz I would love to 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 slash part time
a whole day, she hangin' 'round with part time haters
All they do is diss dirt and put a up on my

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

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

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

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

I'm girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore
Yo put your on this 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, scarf doobie
Chanell the Louie, Gucci over booty
Vicki covered titties, of the city

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

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

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

I'm not a one girl's guy and know it
it comes to love, I don't lie
and the respect me for it
Ain't say my nose, can't be over

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