text: Je tadore, JAY-Z
  Course I love you
  I love all yall
  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 dont like me to roam
  So she call me cabron, plus maricon
  Said she likes to cook rice, so she likes me home
  Im like, Un momento, mami, slow up your tempo
  I got this Black chick, she dont know how to act
  Always talkin out her neck, makin her fingers snap
  She like, Listen, Jigga Man, I dont 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 shes Bo Derek, wear her hair in a twist
  Ma cherie amour, tu es belle
  Merci, youre fine as fuck, but you giving 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 Im not a ho
  And to get with me, you better be Chief Lots-a-Dough
  Now thats Spanish chick, French chick, Indian, and Black
  Thats fried chicken, curry chicken, damn, Im getting fat
  Arroz con pollo, French fries and crêpes
  An appetite for destruction, but I scrape the plate, 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, sitting on deuce-zeros
  Fix your hair in the mirror, lets roll, come on
  I got this young chick, she so immature
  She like, Why you dont buy me Reeboks no more?
  Like to show out in public, throw tantrums on the floor
  Got to toss a couple dollars just to shut up her holla
  Got a project chick that plays her part
  And if it goes down, yall, thats 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 dont cook or clean
  But she dress her ass off and her walk is mean
  Only thing wrong with ma, shes always on the scene
  Goddamn, shes fine, but she parties all the time
  I get frequent flier mileage from my stewardess chick
  She look right in that tight blue dress, shes thick
  She gives me extra pillows and seat-back love
  So I had to introduce her to the mile high club
  Now thats young chick, stewardess, project, and model
  That means I fly rough early, plus I know Tae Bo
  That means Im 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, sitting on deuce-zeros
  Fix your hair in the mirror, lets roll
  I got this paranoid chick, shes scared to come to the house
  A hypochondriac who says ouch before I whip it out 
  Got a chick from Peru that sniff Peru
  She got a cousin at customs that gets shit through
  Got this weed-head chick, she always catch me doing shit
  Crazy girl, wanna leave me, but she always forgets
  Got this Chinese chick, had to leave her quick
  Cause she kept bootlegging my shit, man
  I got this African chick with Eddie Murphy on her skull
  She like, Jigga Man, why you treat me like animal?
  Im 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
  Mamis a narcoleptic, always sleeping on Hov
  Got to tie the back of her head like Deuce Bigalow
  Ive 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, sitting on deuce-zeroes
  Fix your hair in the mirror, lets 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