Usher - Appetite lyrics

Usher Raymond

[Usher - Appetite lyrics]

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 (oh)
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 BS under arrest 'Cause I love my lady
Fellas, if you 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 miss home, but I ate my dinner at home
'Cause I love my lady
Fellas, if you 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 outgoing flights delayed
No rooms left in the Mandarin
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 BS under arrest 'Cause I love my lady
Fellas, if you 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 miss home, but I ate my dinner at home
'Cause I love my lady
Fellas, if you 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 slipping up
Fantasies 'bout dimes on the side
Dark tint on my ride i got a 10 in my ride
I can hide, I can't lie, lie
But ever since I put that band on my hand
More and more chicks trying to get at
Me than I know what to do
Just trying to handle my grown man BI
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 BS under arrest 'Cause I love my lady
Fellas, if you 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 miss home, but I ate my dinner at home
'Cause I love my lady
Fellas, if you 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 APB
And some other brother been
Tossing up your PYT
Get caught slipping you gon' wish
You would've listened to me
Brother, don't feed, feed, feed that appetite

Usher, Usher

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