Usher, Usher, man, true story Real Gs with me on one Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Wifey home, band, Im a lucky man think Id be satisfied and truthfully, yes I am But lately, only late at night I it hard to sleep 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 almost like Im up and living another life Man, Im hungry for something, I to feed this appetite
Tempted I confess But I not make a mess Better give my girl my Put my B.S. under
Cause I love my Fellas if ya your girl that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
Couldve up the phone Couldve ended up wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my at home
Cause I love my Fellas if ya love your Fight that appetite for the for the ladies
Im not trying to be late, rush security gates weather in Atlanta, all out going flights delayed No rooms left in the Mender Inn, I figure out a play Sparked up some conversation, she was going the way
We talking business, she handed me a card We information, I rented me a car Im driving she calling, Im thinking this is how it starts Fine as hell but I dont wanna my babys heart, no, no
Tempted I confess But I better not make a Better give my my best Put my B.S. under
I love my lady Fellas if ya love girl Fight that for the ladies Appetite for the
picked up the phone Couldve ended up doing Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at
Cause I love my if ya love your 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 wanna do by my lady But lately I been up Fantasies bout dimes on the Dark on my ride, I gotta 10 in ride
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 trying to handle my man B I
Got a girl I want to lose, I dont want to lose her heart, I do want to do I want to be that fool, make that move Bend a bit, but never break the rules Bend a bit but break the rules
I must confess But I better not a mess Better give my girl my Put my B.S. under
Cause I my lady Fellas if ya love your Fight appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
Couldve picked up the ended up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my at home
Cause I love my Fellas if ya love your that appetite for the ladies 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 I let this happen to me Better not feed, feed, feed appetite
Now, your gone, you putting out an ABP And some other been tossing up your PYT Get caught slippin, you gon' you wouldve listen to me Brother, feed, feed, feed that appetite
Usher, Usher,