Luyện nghe bài hát Appetite

Usher, Usher, yeah man, story
Real Gs me on this one
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

Wifey home, wedding band, Im a man
Youd Id be satisfied and truthfully, yes I am
But lately, only at night I find it hard to sleep
Stay struggling with the part of me that wants to run the

My Mac is in my backpack, Im on the sites
Im chatting, this aint cheating, just myself a lie
And its almost like Im caught up and another life
Man, Im hungry for something, I need to feed this

Tempted I confess
But I better not a mess
Better give my my best
Put my B.S. under

Cause I my lady
if ya love your girl
Fight appetite for the ladies
Appetite for the

Couldve up the phone
Couldve ended up doing
Man I, I was on
But I ate my at home

I love my lady
Fellas if ya your girl
Fight that for the ladies
for the ladies

Im not trying to be late, rush security gates
weather in Atlanta, all out going flights delayed
No rooms in the Mender Inn, I gotta figure out a play
up some conversation, she was going the same way

We started talking business, she me a card
We exchanged information, I me a car
While Im she calling, Im thinking this is how it starts
Fine as hell but I wanna break my babys heart, no, no

I must confess
But I not make a mess
give my girl my best
Put my B.S. under

I love my lady
Fellas if ya love girl
Fight that for the ladies
Appetite for the

Couldve up the phone
Couldve ended up wrong
Man I, I was on
But I ate my at home

Cause I my lady
Fellas if ya your girl
Fight that for the ladies
for the ladies

They me U S H E R R A Y M O N D
And I just wanna do by my lady
But lately I slippin up
Fantasies dimes on the side
Dark tint on my ride, I gotta 10 in

I can hide, I can lie, lie
But ever since I put band on my hand
More and more chicks to get at me
Then I dont know to do
Just trying to my grown man B I

Got a girl I want to lose, I dont want to lose
her heart, I do want to do
I dont want to be that fool, that move
Bend them a bit, but never break the
Bend a bit but break the rules

I must confess
But I better not a mess
Better give my my best
Put my B.S. under

I love my lady
Fellas if ya love girl
Fight that appetite for the
Appetite for the

Couldve picked up the
Couldve up doing wrong
Man I, I was on
But I ate my at home

Cause I love my
Fellas if ya love girl
that appetite for the ladies
Appetite for the

She got the door locked and the lock dont fit key
Yeah, you up her numbers in the ADT
Youll be wondering how the hell I let happen to me
Better not feed, feed, feed that

Now, your gone, you putting out an ABP
And some brother been tossing up your PYT
Get caught slippin, you wish you wouldve listen to me
Brother, feed, feed, feed that appetite

Usher, Usher,