Usher, Usher, man, true story Gs with me on this one Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Wifey home, band, Im a lucky man Youd Id be satisfied and truthfully, yes I am But lately, only at night I find it hard to sleep Stay with the part of me that wants to run the streets
My Mac is in my backpack, Im surfing on the Im chatting, this aint cheating, just myself a lie And its almost like Im up and living another life Man, Im hungry for something, I need to feed appetite
Tempted I must But I better not make a Better my girl my best Put my B.S. arrest
Cause I love my Fellas if ya love girl Fight that for the ladies Appetite for the
Couldve picked up the Couldve ended up wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at
I love my lady Fellas if ya love your Fight appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
Im not trying to be late, rush through gates weather in Atlanta, all out going flights delayed No rooms left in the Mender Inn, I figure out a play Sparked up conversation, she was going the same way
We started talking business, she me a card We exchanged information, I me a car While Im driving she calling, Im thinking this is how it Fine as hell but I dont wanna break my heart, no, no
I must confess But I better not a mess Better give my my best Put my B.S. under
I love my lady Fellas if ya love girl Fight that appetite for the Appetite for the
Couldve up the phone ended up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at
I love my lady Fellas if ya love your Fight appetite for the ladies for the ladies
They me U S H E R R A Y M O N D And I just wanna do by my lady But I been slippin up Fantasies bout on the side Dark tint on my ride, I 10 in ride
I can hide, I can lie, lie But ever I put that band on my hand More and more chicks to get at me Then I know what to do Just trying to my grown man B I
Got a girl I dont want to lose, I dont to lose Break her heart, I do to do I want to be that fool, make that move Bend a bit, but never break the rules Bend a bit but never the rules
I must confess But I not make a mess Better give my my best Put my B.S. under
Cause I love my if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the for the ladies
Couldve picked up the Couldve up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at
I love my lady Fellas if ya love your Fight appetite for the ladies for the ladies
She got the door locked and the dont fit your key Yeah, you up her numbers in the ADT be wondering how the hell I let this happen to me Better not feed, feed, that appetite
Now, your gone, you putting out an ABP And some other brother been tossing up PYT Get slippin, you gon' wish you wouldve listen to me Brother, feed, feed, feed that appetite
Usher, Usher,