Appetite Songtext / Lyric

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



? 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



? 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? 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



? 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