Luyện nghe bài hát Appetite

Usher, Usher, man, true story
Real Gs me on this one
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Wifey home, wedding band, Im a man
Youd think Id be and truthfully, yes I am
But lately, only at night I find it hard to sleep
Stay struggling 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, telling myself a lie
And its almost like Im caught up and 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. under

Cause I love my
Fellas if ya your girl
Fight appetite for the ladies
for the ladies

Couldve up the phone
ended up doing wrong
Man I, I was on
But I ate my at home

I love my lady
Fellas if ya your girl
Fight that for the ladies
Appetite for the

Im not trying to be late, rush through gates
With weather in Atlanta, all out flights delayed
No rooms left in the Mender Inn, I figure out a play
up some conversation, she was going the same way

We started talking business, she me a card
We information, I rented me a car
While Im driving she calling, Im thinking is how it starts
Fine as but I dont wanna break my babys heart, no, no

I must confess
But I not make a mess
Better give my girl my
Put my B.S. arrest

Cause I love my
Fellas if ya your girl
Fight that for the ladies
Appetite for the

Couldve picked up the
Couldve ended up doing
Man I, I was on
But I ate my at home

Cause I love my
if ya love your girl
Fight that 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 since I put that band on my
More and more trying to get at me
Then I know what to do
Just trying to handle my man B I

Got a girl I dont to lose, I dont want to lose
Break her heart, I do to do
I dont want to be fool, make that move
Bend them a bit, but never the rules
a bit but never break the rules

Tempted I confess
But I not make a mess
Better my girl my best
Put my B.S. under

Cause I love my
if ya love your girl
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 love girl
Fight that appetite for the
Appetite for the

She got the door locked and the lock dont fit key
Yeah, you punching up her in the ADT
Youll be wondering how the hell I let this to me
Better not feed, feed, feed that

Now, babys gone, you putting out an ABP
And some other been tossing up your PYT
Get caught slippin, you wish you wouldve listen to me
Brother, dont feed, feed, that appetite

Usher, Usher,