Girls, Girls, Girls (Remix) Lyrics

Jay-Z

I'm not a one girl's guy (Real talk for ya, peep game) Ain't they know it, when it comes to love, I don't lie (We don't lie man)
And the girls respect me for it (You gotta respect that) Ain't gonna say my nose can't be open (I may never say never) Right now, it's just too many fine ladies Out there to choose one from (Too many ladies)
I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore Yo, put your number on this paper 'Cuz I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour
Who you lovin', who you wanna be huggin' Who you wit, who you wanna be fuckin'? Got this smarty art chick to whom I pose this question I read a couple books to add to her soul's progression
To put this in laymen's term, I gave her some knowledge She gave me, brains in return, she had to drop out of college Knowin' she does this homework, I give her in house tutoring In and out I'm movin' through her student body union and
She call me professor, say, "Daddy, come and test her" So she could fail on purpose and repeat the semester I'm like, at this rate, ma, you never graduate She said, "I ain't no fool, I make it up in summer school"
I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore Yo, put your number on this paper 'Cuz I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour
Now, let the people sing, I'm tryin' girls out (Just tryin' girls out) Just tryin' girls out Yo, put your number on this paper 'Cuz I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour
Who you lovin', who you wanna be fuckin'? Who said, "What, why you trippin', girl, why's you fussin'?" Got this model, slash actress slash part time waitress Spend a whole day, she hangin' 'round with part time haters All they do is diss dirt and put a up on my latest
Itinerary but since I tend to vary see I tend to carry more rumors than ten Mariah Careys Tend to hurries in ten places at once Plus, she can't front just peep how I run mines
Ma, our time together is our time together And our time apart is our time apart So love Jay with your mind, girl and not your heart And someday I slow down but for now, I get around
Like the late Makiavelli or Perelli twenty inches Or caine and O-dog, stick up tape from menace You tell 'em chicks if they must know my business
I'm tryin' girls out, just tryin' girls out Put your number on this paper 'Cuz I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I get off tour
I'm tryin' girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore Yo put your number on this paper 'Cuz I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour
I'm lookin' for, Southern girl that cook like Patti LaBelle Big ghetto booty, scarf over doobie Chanell under the Louie, Gucci over booty Vicki covered titties, attitude of the city
Pretty, witty, girly, whirly One who likes to party but come home early Light kinda dark, short sorta tall Slim, kinda thick I swear I love 'em all She can cook the coke and got hook up on the license
But she can get you first class seats for coach prices Isn't this great? My flight leaves at eight Her flight lands at nine, my game just rewinds
I'm tryin' girls out, just tryin' girls out Put your number on this paper 'Cuz I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I get off tour
I'm tryin' girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore Yo, put your number on this paper 'Cuz I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour
I'm not a one girl's guy and they know it When it comes to love, I don't lie and the girls respect me for it Ain't gonna say my nose, can't be over
But right now it's just too many fine ladies Out there to choose one from I'm tryin' girls out, waiting patiently Just tryin' girls out, until I find the one for me

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