Usher, Usher, man, true story Real Gs with me on one Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Wifey home, band, Im a lucky man Youd think Id be and truthfully, yes I am But lately, late at night I find it hard to sleep Stay struggling with the part of me that wants to run the
My Mac is in my backpack, Im on the sites Im chatting, this aint cheating, just myself a lie And its almost like Im caught up and living life Man, Im hungry for something, I need to feed appetite
Tempted I confess But I not make a mess Better my girl my best Put my B.S. under
I love my lady Fellas if ya your girl that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
picked up the phone Couldve ended up wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my at home
I love my lady Fellas if ya love girl Fight that appetite for the for the ladies
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 business, she handed me a card We information, I rented me a car While Im driving she calling, Im thinking is how it starts Fine as hell but I dont wanna my babys heart, no, no
Tempted I confess But I not make a mess give my girl my best Put my B.S. arrest
Cause I love my Fellas if ya love girl Fight that for the ladies for the ladies
Couldve picked up the Couldve up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at
Cause I love my Fellas if ya love your Fight that appetite for the Appetite for the
call me U S H E R R A Y M O N D And I just wanna do by my lady But lately I been up Fantasies 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 on my hand More and more trying to get at me I dont know what to do Just to handle my grown man B I
Got a girl I dont want to lose, I 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 break the
I must confess But I not make a mess Better my girl my best Put my B.S. under
Cause I love my Fellas if ya love your that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
Couldve up the phone Couldve up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at
Cause I love my Fellas if ya love girl Fight that for the ladies Appetite for the
She got the door and the lock dont fit your key Yeah, you punching up her in the ADT Youll be wondering how the I let this happen to me Better not feed, feed, feed appetite
Now, your gone, you putting out an ABP And some other brother tossing up your PYT Get caught slippin, you wish you wouldve listen to me Brother, dont feed, feed, feed appetite
Usher, Usher,