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, late at night I find it hard to sleep Stay struggling with the of me that wants to run the streets
My Mac is in my backpack, Im surfing on the Im chatting, this aint cheating, just telling a lie And its almost like Im up and living another life Man, Im hungry for something, I need to this appetite
I must confess But I better not a mess Better give my girl my Put my B.S. arrest
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 dinner at
Cause I love my Fellas if ya love girl that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
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 talking business, she handed me a We exchanged information, I 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
I must confess But I better not make a Better give my my best Put my B.S. arrest
Cause I my lady if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the Appetite for the
Couldve picked up the Couldve up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my at home
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 on the side Dark tint on my ride, I 10 in ride
I can hide, I can lie, lie But since I put that band on my hand and more chicks trying to get at me Then I dont what to do Just to handle my grown man B I
Got a I dont want to lose, I dont want to lose her heart, I do want to do I dont want to be that fool, that move them a bit, but never break the rules Bend a bit but never the rules
Tempted I confess But I better not a mess Better give my girl my Put my B.S. arrest
Cause I love my if ya love your girl Fight that for the ladies Appetite for the
picked up the phone Couldve up doing 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 locked and the lock dont fit your key Yeah, you punching up her in the ADT Youll be how the hell I let this happen to me Better not feed, feed, feed that
Now, your gone, you putting out an ABP And some other been tossing up your PYT Get caught slippin, you gon' wish you listen to me Brother, dont feed, feed, that appetite
Usher, Usher,