Well ask yourself And you say that dreamers always get what they desire Or are you hoping that you'll be where you want with a little more? Is this the life you've been waiting for, well ask yourself Is this the life you've been waiting for, You hoping

"G" stands for girl-like Gangsta (Ladies say) Don't make 'em like me anymore So we in danger So at ease, little guy, we out-rank ya And when the G's come around just put your hands up Listen when I speak, Don't talk 'til I say so, Real G's work hard for

I set my clocks early 'cause I know I'm always late I don't blame you for being you But you can't blame me for hating it So say, what are you waiting for? Kiss her, kiss her Always on (always on) I'm sleeping on your folk's porch again, dreaming She

No more (sad songs) I'm beggin', please, don't play No more sad songs For tonight, I'm going to get my mind off it Don't care that someone's got his hands all over my body Stay out all night, go where the music is loud So I don't have to think about it

Stop talking, we can get along We can Marvin Gaye and get it on Where you want to be, I've been before Boy, you're so much better when you don't speak I don't need your little money I can put you under something Shh, say no more No, baby, you can't do it

Tip it on back, make it feel good Sip a little more than you know you should Let the smoke roll, off your lips Let it all go whatever it is and tip it on back I don’t wanna remember what I’m here to forget tonight So tip it on back I see main street

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

You, I know you`re everything That I've been looking for And I, I look into your eyes And could not ask for more So it`s only fair to lay it on the line Hold on, I`m gonna need a little time But if I ever fall in love again Sometimes when this broken

Is on their feet Get a little crazy and forget what happens later We made it through the week Now we're headed to the street It's Monday and I hear you when you said that you hate that day Me too but there's nothing much about we can do

And I, I can't come alive I want the room to take me under 'Cause I can't help but wonder What if I had one more night for goodbye? These four walls and me In this time I've lost all sense of pride If I hear your voice I'll be fine If you're not here to