JAY-Z — Girls Girls Girls Part 2

[Intro] I'm not a one girl's guy (Real talk for you, peep game) And 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 opened (I mean, never say never) But right now, it's just too many fine ladies out there (Too many ladies, hah) To choose one from [Pre-Chorus] I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore Yo, put your number on this paper, 'cause I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour (Woo) [Verse 1] Who you lovin'? Who you wanna be huggin', huh? Who you with? 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 terms, I gave her some knowledge She gave me brains in return, she had to drop out of college Now all she does is homework, I give her in-house tutorin' 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'll never graduate" She said, "I ain't no fool, I'll make it up in summer school" [Chorus] I love girls, girls, girls, girls, girls, I do adore Yo, put your number on this paper, 'cause 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, 'cause I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour [Verse 2] Huh? Who you lovin'? Who you wanna be fuckin'? Who said what? Why you trippin', girl? Why is you fussin'? Got this model-slash-actress-slash-part-time waitress Spend her whole day, she hanging 'round with part-time haters All they do is dish dirt and put her 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 (Woo) Plus she can't front, 'cause peep how I run mines Ma, our time together is our time together, and uh Our time apart is our time apart So love Jay with your mind, girl, and not your heart And some day, I'll slow down, but for now, I get around Like the late Makaveli or Pirelli twenty-inches Or Caine and O-Dog, stick up tape from Menace You tell 'em chicks if they must know my business [Chorus] I'm tryin' girls out Just tryin' girls out Put your number on this paper, 'cause 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, 'cause I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour [Verse 3] I'm lookin' for a Southern girl that cook like Patti LaBelle Big ghetto booty, scarf over her doobie Chanel under the Louis, Gucci over her booty Vicky cover her titties, attitude of the city Pretty, witty, girly, worldly 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 [Chorus] I'm tryin' girls out Just tryin' girls out Put your number on this paper, 'cause 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, 'cause I would love to date ya Holla at ya when I come off tour [Outro] 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 opened But right now, it's just too many fine ladies out there To choose one from I'm tryin' girls out (Waitin' patiently) Just tryin' girls out (Until I find the one for me)