Jay Z - Girls, Girls, Girls, Pt.2

[Intro: Sample (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)

But right now it's just too many fine ladies out there to choose one from (too many ladies, ha)

[Pre-Chorus: Jay-Z]

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

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]

Woo! Who you lovin', who you wanna be huggin'? Heh

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

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 never graduate

She said, I ain't no fool I'll make it up in summer school

[Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample)]

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' girrrrrls 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: JAY-Z]

Huh, 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 her whole day, she hanging round with part time haters

All they do is dish 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, '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 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: Jay-Z (Sample)]

(I'm tryin' girls out, just tryin' girrrrrls 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: JAY-Z]

I'm lookin' for a Southern girl that cook like Patti LaBelle

Big ghetto booty, scarf over her doobie

Chanel under the Louie, 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: Jay-Z (Sample)]

(I'm tryin' girls out, just tryin' girrrrrls 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: Sample]

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, waitin' patiently

Just tryin' girls out, until I find the one for me