Usher, Usher, man, true story Gs with me on this one Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Wifey home, wedding band, Im a man think Id be satisfied and truthfully, yes I am But lately, only late at night I find it hard to Stay struggling the part of me that wants to run the streets
My Mac is in my backpack, Im on the sites Im chatting, this aint cheating, telling myself a lie And its like Im caught up and living another life Man, Im hungry for something, I to feed this appetite
Tempted I must But I better not make a Better give my girl my Put my B.S. under
I love my lady Fellas if ya your girl Fight that for the ladies for the ladies
Couldve picked up the ended up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my at home
Cause I my lady Fellas if ya your girl Fight that appetite for the Appetite for the
Im not to be late, rush through security gates With weather in Atlanta, all out going delayed No rooms left in the Mender Inn, I gotta out a play Sparked up conversation, she was going the same way
We talking business, she handed me a card We information, I rented 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
Tempted I confess But I better not make a Better my girl my best Put my B.S. under
I love my lady Fellas if ya your girl Fight appetite 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 my lady Fellas if ya love girl that 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 lately I been up Fantasies bout dimes on the tint on my ride, I gotta 10 in ride
I can hide, I can lie, lie But since I put that band on my hand More and more chicks to get at me Then I know what to do Just to handle my grown man B I
Got a girl I dont want to lose, I dont want to Break her heart, I do to do I dont want to be that fool, make that Bend them a bit, but never the rules Bend a bit but never the rules
I must confess But I better not make a Better my girl my best Put my B.S. under
Cause I my lady Fellas if ya love your Fight appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
picked 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 Appetite for the
She got the door and the lock 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, feed appetite
Now, babys 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, dont feed, feed, that appetite
Usher, Usher,