[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"
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"
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