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