Girls, Girls, Girls

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Je t'adore, Je t'adore, Jay-Z
 Course I love you, I love all y'all
 Hehehe, hehehe, for real
 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 you when I come off tour, yeah
 I got this Spanish chica, she don't like me to roam
 So she call me cabron, plus marricon
 Said she likes to cook rice so she likes me home
 I'm like, "Un momento, mami, slow up your tempo"
 I got this Black chick, she don't know how to act
 Always talkin' out her neck, makin' her fingers snap
 She like, "Listen Jigga Man, I don't care if you rap
 You better R-E-S-P-E-C-T me"
 I got this French chick that love to French kiss
 She thinks she's Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist
 Ma cherie amour, tu es belle
 Merci, you're fine as fuck, but you givin' me hell
 I got this Indian squaw, the day that I met her
 Asked her what tribe she with, red dot or feather?
 She said, "All you need to know is I'm not a ho
 And to get with me, you better be Chief Lots-a-Dough"
 Now that's Spanish chick, French chick, Indian and Black
 That's fried chicken, curry chicken, damn, I'm gettin' fat
 Arroz con pollo, french fries and crêpes
 An appetite for destruction but I scrape the plate
 (I love) Girls, girls, girls, girls (uh-huh)
 Girls, I do adore
 Yo, put your number on this paper, 'cause I would love to date ya
 Holla at you when I come off tour
 I love girls, girls, girls, girls
 Girls all over the globe
 I come scoop you in that coupe, sittin' on deuce-zeroes
 Fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll, c'mon
 I got this young chick, she so immature
 She like, "Why you don't buy me Reeboks no more?"
 Like to show out in public, throw tantrums on the floor
 Gotta toss a couple dollars, just to shut up her holla
 Got a project chick that plays her part
 And if it goes down, y'all, that's my heart
 Baby girl so thorough, she been with me from the start
 Hid my drugs from the NARCs, hid my guns by the parts
 I got this model chick that don't cook or clean
 But she dress her ass off and her walk is mean
 Only thing wrong with ma, she's always on the scene
 Goddamn, she's fine, but she parties all the time
 I get frequent flier mileage from my stewardess chick
 She look right in that tight blue dress, she's thick
 She gives me extra pillows and seat-back love
 So I had to introduce her to the mile high club
 Now that's young chick, stewardess, project and model
 That means I fly rough early, plus I know Tae-bo
 That means I'm new school, pop pills and stay in beef
 But I never have a problem with my first class seat
 (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 you when I come off tour
 I love girls, girls, girls, girls
 Girls all over the globe
 I come scoop you in that coupe, sittin' on deuce-zeroes
 Fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll
 I got this paranoid chick, she's scared to come to the house
 A hypochondriac who says ouch before I whip it out (What you doin', daddy?)
 Got a chick from Peru, that sniff Peru
 She got a cousin at customs that get shit through
 Got this weedhead chick, she always catch me doin' shit
 Crazy girl, wanna leave me, but she always forgets, heh
 Got this Chinese chick, had to leave her quick
 'Cause she kept bootleggin' my shit, man
 I got this African chick with Eddie Murphy on her skull
 She like, "Jigga Man, why you treat me like animal?"
 I'm like, "Excuse me, Ms. Fufu, but when I met your ass
 You was dead broke and naked, and now you want half"
 I got this ho that after twelve million sold
 Mami's a narcolyptic, always sleepin' on Hov
 Gotta tie the back of her head like Deuce Bigalow
 I got so many girls across the globe
 (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 you when I come off tour
 I love girls, girls, girls, girls
 Girls all over the globe
 I come scoop you in that coupe, sittin' on deuce-zeroes
 Fix your hair in the mirror, let's roll
 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 you when I come off tour
 I love girls, girls, girls, girls
 Girls, girls
 

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04:35
Key
2
Tempo
83 BPM

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