Luyện nghe bài hát Appetite

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

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

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

I must confess
But I not make a mess
Better give my my best
Put my B.S. arrest

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

Couldve picked up the
Couldve ended up wrong
Man I, I was on
But I ate my dinner at

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

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

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

Tempted I confess
But I better not make a
Better give my girl my
Put my B.S. arrest

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

Couldve picked up the
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 appetite for the ladies
Appetite for the

call me U S H E R R A Y M O N D
And I just wanna do right by my
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 I put that band on my hand
More and more trying to get at me
Then I dont know to do
Just to handle my grown man B I

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

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

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

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

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

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 this to me
Better not feed, feed, that appetite

Now, your gone, you putting out an ABP
And some other been tossing up your PYT
Get caught slippin, you gon' you wouldve listen to me
Brother, dont feed, feed, feed that

Usher, Usher,