Usher, Usher, yeah man, 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 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 on the sites Im chatting, this cheating, just telling myself a lie And its almost Im caught up and living another life Man, Im for something, I need to feed this appetite
Tempted I must 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
Couldve up the phone Couldve ended up doing Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at
I love my lady Fellas if ya love girl Fight that for the ladies for the ladies
Im not to be late, rush through security gates With in Atlanta, all out going flights delayed No rooms left in the Mender Inn, I figure 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 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 must But I not make a mess Better give my my best Put my B.S. under
Cause I my lady Fellas if ya love your that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
Couldve picked up the Couldve ended up doing Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at
Cause I love my Fellas if ya your girl that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
They me U S H E R R A Y M O N D And I just do right by my lady But lately I slippin up Fantasies dimes on the side Dark tint on my ride, I 10 in ride
I can hide, I can lie, lie But ever since I put band on my hand More and more chicks to get at me Then I dont what to do Just to handle my grown man B I
Got a girl I dont want to lose, I dont to lose Break her heart, I do to do I want to be that fool, make that move them a bit, but never break the rules Bend a bit but never break the
Tempted I confess But I better not make a Better give my girl my Put my B.S. under
I love 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 love girl Fight that appetite for the 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 hell I let happen to me Better not feed, feed, feed that
Now, babys 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, dont feed, feed, that appetite
Usher, Usher,