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

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

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 wit'? Who you wanna be f*ckin'?
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 layman's term, I gave her some knowledge
She gave me, brains in return, she had to drop out of college
And all 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
'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

Heh, who you lovin'? Who you wanna be f*ckin'?
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 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 Carey's
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 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
'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, southern girl that cook like Patti LaBelle
Big ghetto booty, scarf over doobie
Chanel 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
'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 open
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
'Til I find the one for me