Appetite

Intro Usher, Usher Strofa 1 Wifey Home; Wedding Band; I'm a lucky man You think I would be satisfied, and truthfully I am But lately only late at night I find it hard to sleep. And I struggle wit a part of me that wants to run the street. My mac is in my backpack, I'm surfing al the sites I'm chatting this aint cheating just telling myself a lie. And Its almost like i'm caught up and living another life. I'm hungry for something I wanna feed this appetite Refren Tempted I must confess but I better not make a mess Better give my girl the best. Put my B.S under a rest. Cause I love my lady; Fellas if you love your girl fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies Gonna Pick up the phone, and I ended up doing wrong Now I'm almost gone but ate my dinner at home Cause I love my lady; Fellas if you love your girl but got that appetite for the ladies. Appetite for the ladies. Strofa 2 I'm not trying to be late; rush thru security gates. With weather in Atlanta, all outgoing flights delayed No rooms left in the Embassy I gottta figure out a play. Sparked up some conversation; She was heading the same way. We started talking business; she handed me a card. We exchanged information, then 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! Refren Tempted I must confess but I better not make a mess Better give my girl the best. Put my B.S under a rest. Cause I love my lady; Fellas if you love your girl fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies. Pick up the phone, and I ended up doing wrong Now I'm almost gone but I ate my dinner at home Cause I love my lady; Fellas if you love your girl but got that appetite for the ladies. Appetite for the ladies. BRIDGE 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 ten in my ride; I can hide. I-I can hide. But ever since I put that band on my hand; Got damn, them chick's tryn to get in and I don't know what to do. Just try to handle my; grown man B.I. Gotta girl I don't wanna lose. I don't lose; break her heart I don't wanna do I don't wanna be that fool; Make that move Make a move; make a move Refren Tempted I must confess but I better not make a mess Better give my girl the best. Put my B.S under a rest. Cause I love my lady; Fellas if you love your girl fight that appetite for the ladies Appetite for the ladies Gonna Pick up the phone, and I ended up doing wrong Now I'm almost zone but I ate my dinner at home Cause I love my lady; Fellas if you love your girl but fight that appetite for the ladies. Appetite for the ladies.