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 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