Luyện nghe bài hát Appetite

Usher, Usher, yeah man, true
Gs with me on this one
Yeah, yeah, yeah,

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

My Mac is in my backpack, Im on the sites
Im chatting, aint cheating, just telling myself a lie
And its almost like Im caught up and living another
Man, Im hungry for something, I need to feed 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 love your
Fight that for the ladies
Appetite for the

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

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

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

We started business, she handed 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 dont wanna break my heart, no, no

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

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

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

I love my lady
Fellas if ya love 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 wanna do right by my lady
But lately I been up
bout dimes on the side
Dark on my ride, I gotta 10 in ride

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

Got a I dont 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 break the rules
Bend a bit but never the rules

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

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

Couldve up the phone
Couldve ended up wrong
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
for the ladies

She got the door locked and the lock fit your 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 babys gone, you out an ABP
And some other brother been up your PYT
Get caught slippin, you gon' you wouldve listen to me
Brother, feed, feed, feed that appetite

Usher, Usher,