Usher Usher, yeah man, true story,nReal G's wit me on this one, ya, ya, ya, yann[Verse 1]nWifey home, wedding band I'm a lucky man,nYou'd think I'd be satisfied and truthfully yes I am,nBut lately, only late at night I find it hard to sleep,nStay struggling with the part of me that wants to run the streets,nMy Mac is in my backpack, I'm surfing on the sites,nI'm chatting, this ain't cheating, just telling myself a lie,nAnd it's almost like I'm caught up and living another life,nMan I'm hungry for something, I need to feed this appetitenn[Chorus]nTempted I must confess, but I better not make a mess,nBetter give my girl my best put my b.s. under arrest,nCause I love my lady,nFellas if ya love your girl fight that appetite for the ladies, appetite for the ladies,nCould'a picked up the phone, could of ended up doing wrong,nMan I miss home, but I ate my dinner at home, cause I love my lady,nFellas if ya love your girl fight that appetite for the ladies, appetite for the ladies,nn[Verse 2]nI'm not trying to be late, rush through security gates,nWith weather in Atlanta, all out going flights delayed,nNo rooms left in the Mandarin, I gotta figure out a play,nSparked up some conversation, she was going the same way,nWe started talking business, she handed me a card,nWe exchanged information, I rented me a car,nWhile I'm driving she calling, I'm thinking this is how it starts,nFine as hell but I don't wanna break my baby?s heart, no no no.nn[Chorus]nn[Verse 3]nThey call me U.S.H.E.R R.A.Y.M.O.N.D,nAnd I just wanna do right by my lady,nBut lately I been slippin' up, fantasies bout dimes on the side,nDark tint on my ride, I gotta 10 in ride, I can hide,nI can't lie lie, but ever since I put that band on my hand,nMore and more chicks trying to get at me,nThen I don't know what to do,nJust trying to handle my grown man B.I,nGot a girl I don't want to lose, I don't want to lose,nBreak her heart, I do want to do, I don't want to be that fool,nMake that move,nBend them a bit, but never break the rules, bend a bit but never break the rulesnn[Chorus]nn[Bridge]nShe got the door locked, and the lock don't fit, your key,nYeah you punching up her numbers in the ADT,nYou'll be wondering how the hell I let this happen to me,nBetter not feed feed feed that appetite,nNow your baby's gone, you putting out an APBnAnd some other brother, been tossing up your PYTnGet caught slippin' you gone wish you would of listened to me,nBrother don't feed feed feed that appetite.nnUsher Usher Ussshh