Girls, Girls, Girls (Part 2)

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

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)

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"

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

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

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

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

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

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)