Usher, Usher, yeah man, true Gs with me on this one Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Wifey home, wedding band, Im a man Youd think Id be and truthfully, yes I am But lately, only late at I find it hard to sleep Stay with the part of me that wants to run the streets
My Mac is in my backpack, Im surfing on the Im chatting, aint cheating, just telling myself a lie And its almost like Im caught up and another life Man, Im hungry for something, I need to feed appetite
Tempted I must But I better not make a give 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 doing Man I, I was on But I ate my at home
I love my lady 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 going flights No rooms left in the Mender Inn, I gotta figure out a Sparked up some conversation, she was going the way
We started business, she handed me a card We information, I rented me a car While Im driving she calling, Im this is how it starts Fine as hell but I wanna break my babys heart, no, no
I must confess But I better not make a Better give my my best Put my B.S. arrest
Cause I love my Fellas if ya your girl Fight that appetite for the for the ladies
Couldve picked up the Couldve ended up doing Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at
I love my lady Fellas if ya love your that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the
call me U S H E R R A Y M O N D And I just wanna do 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 that band on my More and more chicks to get at me Then I dont know to do Just trying to handle my man B I
Got a girl I dont to lose, I dont want to lose her heart, I do want to do I dont to be that fool, make that move Bend them a bit, but break the rules Bend a bit but break the rules
I must confess But I not make a mess Better give my my best Put my B.S. arrest
Cause I love my 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 at home
Cause I love my if ya love your girl Fight that for the ladies Appetite for the
She got the door locked and the dont fit your key Yeah, you up her numbers 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 brother been tossing up your PYT Get slippin, you gon' wish you wouldve listen to me Brother, dont feed, feed, feed that
Usher, Usher,