Appetite Lyrics
| Song | Appetite |
| Artist | Usher |
| Album | Best Things Vol. 1 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 | |
| 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 |
| 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 |
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