Usher, Usher, yeah man, story Real Gs with me on 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 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 like Im caught up and living another Man, Im hungry for something, I need to this appetite
Tempted I confess But I better not make a give my girl my best Put my B.S. under
Cause I love my Fellas if ya love girl Fight that appetite for the 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 your girl Fight that for the ladies Appetite for the
Im not to be late, rush through security gates weather in Atlanta, all out going flights delayed No left in the Mender Inn, I gotta figure out a play Sparked up some conversation, she was going the way
We started talking business, she handed me a We exchanged information, I 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
I must confess But I not make a mess Better give my my best Put my B.S. arrest
I love my lady Fellas if ya love girl that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
Couldve up the phone ended up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my at home
Cause I love my Fellas if ya love your Fight appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
call 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 gotta 10 in
I can hide, I can lie, lie But ever I put that band on my hand More and more chicks to get at me Then I dont know to do Just to handle my grown man B I
Got a girl I dont want to lose, I want to lose her heart, I do want to do I dont want to be that fool, that move Bend them a bit, but never break the Bend a bit but break the rules
Tempted I confess But I better not a mess Better give my my best Put my B.S. arrest
Cause I love my if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the for the ladies
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 girl Fight that for the ladies Appetite for the
She got the door locked and the dont fit your key Yeah, you punching up her in the ADT Youll be wondering how the hell I let this to me Better not feed, feed, that appetite
Now, your gone, you putting out an ABP And some other brother been tossing up PYT Get caught slippin, you gon' wish you wouldve to me Brother, dont feed, feed, that appetite
Usher, Usher,