Usher, Usher, yeah man, true story Real G's with me on this one Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Wifey home, wedding band, I'm a lucky man You'd think I'd be satisfied and truthfully, yes I am But lately, only late at night I find it hard to sleep Stay struggling with the part of me that wants to run the streets My Mac is in my backpack, I'm surfing on the sites I'm chatting, this ain't cheating, just telling myself a lie And it's almost like I'm caught up and living another life Man, I'm hungry for something, I need to feed this appetite Tempted I must confess But I better not make a mess Better give my girl my best Put my B.S. under arrest 'Cause I love my lady Fellas if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies Could've picked up the phone Could've ended up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at home â€~Cause I love my lady Fellas if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies I'm not trying to be late, rush through security gates With weather in Atlanta, all out going flights delayed No rooms left in the Mender Inn, I gotta figure out a play Sparked up some conversation, she was going the same way We started talking business, she handed me a card We exchanged information, I rented me a car While I'm driving she calling, I'm thinking this is how it starts Fine as hell but I don't wanna break my baby's heart, no, no Tempted I must confess But I better not make a mess Better give my girl my best Put my B.S. under arrest 'Cause I love my lady Fellas if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies Could've picked up the phone Could've ended up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at home â€~Cause I love my lady Fellas if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies They call me U S H E R R A Y M O N D And I just wanna do right by my lady But lately I been slippin' up Fantasies â€~bout dimes on the side Dark tint on my ride, I gotta 10 in ride I can hide, I can lie, lie But ever since I put that band on my hand More and more chicks trying to get at me Then I don't know what to do Just trying to handle my grown man B I Got a girl I don't want to lose, I don't want to lose Break her heart, I do want to do I don't want to be that fool, make that move Bend them a bit, but never break the rules Bend a bit but never break the rules Tempted I must confess But I better not make a mess Better give my girl my best Put my B.S. under arrest 'Cause I love my lady Fellas if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies Could've picked up the phone Could've ended up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at home â€~Cause I love my lady Fellas if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies She got the door locked and the lock don't fit your key Yeah, you punching up her numbers in the ADT You'll be wondering how the hell I let this happen to me Better not feed, feed, feed that appetite Now, your baby's gone, you putting out an ABP And some other brother been tossing up your PYT Get caught slippin', you gon' wish you would've listen to me Brother, don't feed, feed, feed that appetite Usher, Usher, Usher
Usher, Usher, yeah man, true story Real G's with me on this one Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Wifey home, wedding band, I'm a lucky man You'd think I'd be satisfied and truthfully, yes I am But lately, only late at night I find it hard to sleep Stay struggling with the part of me that wants to run the streets My Mac is in my backpack, I'm surfing on the sites I'm chatting, this ain't cheating, just telling myself a lie And it's almost like I'm caught up and living another life Man, I'm hungry for something, I need to feed this appetite Tempted I must confess But I better not make a mess Better give my girl my best Put my B.S. under arrest 'Cause I love my lady Fellas if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies Could've picked up the phone Could've ended up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at home â€~Cause I love my lady Fellas if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies I'm not trying to be late, rush through security gates With weather in Atlanta, all out going flights delayed No rooms left in the Mender Inn, I gotta figure out a play Sparked up some conversation, she was going the same way We started talking business, she handed me a card We exchanged information, I rented me a car While I'm driving she calling, I'm thinking this is how it starts Fine as hell but I don't wanna break my baby's heart, no, no Tempted I must confess But I better not make a mess Better give my girl my best Put my B.S. under arrest 'Cause I love my lady Fellas if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies Could've picked up the phone Could've ended up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at home â€~Cause I love my lady Fellas if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies They call me U S H E R R A Y M O N D And I just wanna do right by my lady But lately I been slippin' up Fantasies â€~bout dimes on the side Dark tint on my ride, I gotta 10 in ride I can hide, I can lie, lie But ever since I put that band on my hand More and more chicks trying to get at me Then I don't know what to do Just trying to handle my grown man B I Got a girl I don't want to lose, I don't want to lose Break her heart, I do want to do I don't want to be that fool, make that move Bend them a bit, but never break the rules Bend a bit but never break the rules Tempted I must confess But I better not make a mess Better give my girl my best Put my B.S. under arrest 'Cause I love my lady Fellas if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies Could've picked up the phone Could've ended up doing wrong Man I, I was on But I ate my dinner at home â€~Cause I love my lady Fellas if ya love your girl Fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies She got the door locked and the lock don't fit your key Yeah, you punching up her numbers in the ADT You'll be wondering how the hell I let this happen to me Better not feed, feed, feed that appetite Now, your baby's gone, you putting out an ABP And some other brother been tossing up your PYT Get caught slippin', you gon' wish you would've listen to me Brother, don't feed, feed, feed that appetite Usher, Usher, Usher
