Usher, Usher, yeah man, story Gs with me on this one Yeah, yeah, yeah,
home, wedding 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 struggling with the part of me wants to run the streets
My Mac is in my backpack, Im surfing on the Im chatting, this aint cheating, just telling a lie And its almost like Im caught up and living another Man, Im hungry for something, I need to feed appetite
Tempted I must But I better not make a give my girl my best Put my B.S. arrest
Cause I my lady Fellas if ya love your Fight that for the ladies for the ladies
Couldve up the phone Couldve ended up wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at
I love my lady Fellas if ya your girl Fight appetite for the ladies for the ladies
Im not to be late, rush through security gates With weather in Atlanta, all out flights delayed No rooms left in the Mender Inn, I gotta out a play Sparked up some conversation, she was the same way
We started business, she handed me a card We information, I rented me a car While Im she calling, Im thinking this is how it starts as hell but I dont wanna break my babys heart, no, no
Tempted I confess But I not make a mess Better give my girl my Put my B.S. under
I love my lady Fellas if ya love your that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
Couldve up the phone ended up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my at home
Cause I my lady Fellas if ya love girl 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 do right by my lady But I been slippin up bout dimes on the side Dark tint on my ride, I gotta 10 in
I can hide, I can lie, lie But ever since I put that band on my More and chicks trying to get at me I dont know what to do Just to handle my grown man B I
Got a I dont want to lose, I dont want to lose Break her heart, I do to do I dont want to be that fool, make that them a bit, but never break the rules Bend a bit but never the rules
I must confess But I not make a mess Better my girl my best Put my B.S. under
I love my lady Fellas if ya love your Fight appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
Couldve up the phone 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 that appetite for the Appetite for the
She got the door locked and the dont fit your key Yeah, you up her numbers in the ADT Youll be wondering how the hell I let this to me not feed, feed, feed that appetite
Now, your gone, you putting out an ABP And some other brother tossing up your PYT Get caught slippin, you gon' wish you listen to me Brother, feed, feed, feed that appetite
Usher, Usher,