Tonalità: D# minor
Verse 2
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
a lucky man (man)
You'd think I'd be satisfied and
truthfully yes I am (am)
I find it hard to sleep
Stay struggling with the part of me
that wants to run the streets
on the sites
I'm chatting, this ain't cheating,
just telling myself a lie (oh)
up and living another life
Man, I'm hungry for something,
I need to feed this appetite
Verse 3
but I better not make a mess
Better give my girl my best,
put my B.S under arrest
Fellas if ya love your girl, fight that appetite for the ladies,
appetite for the ladies
could of ended up doing wrong
Man, I miss home, but I ate my dinner at home,
Fellas if ya love your girl, fight that appetite for the ladies,
Verse 4
rush through security gates
With weather in Atlanta,
all out goin' flights delayed (oh)
I gotta figure out a play (play)
Sparked up some conversation,
she was going the same way (way)
she handed me a card (card)
We exchanged information,
I rented me a car (car)
I'm thinking this is how it starts
Fine as hell but I don't wanna
Verse 5
but I better not make a mess (ayy)
Better give my girl my best,
put my BS under arrest (hey, 'cause)
Fellas if ya love your girl, fight that appetite for the ladies,
appetite for the ladies
of ended up doing wrong (oh, oh- I)
Man I miss home, but I ate my dinner at home,
Fellas if ya love your girl, fight that appetite for the ladies,
appetite for the ladies
Verse 6
R- A- Y- M- O- N- D
And I just wanna do right by my lady
fantasies 'bout dimes on the side
Dark tint on my ride,
I gotta 10 in ride, I can hide
I can't lie (lie), but ever since I
More chicks tryna get at me
Then I know what to do
Just tryna handle my grown man B.I
Got a girl, I don't wanna lose,
Break her heart, I don't wanna do,
I don't wanna be that fool
Make that move
Bend 'em a bit,
but never break the rules
Bend a bit but never break
Verse 7
the rules (ooh- ooh)
not make a mess (make a mess)
Better give my girl my best,
put my B.S under arrest
Fellas if ya love your girl, fight that appetite for the ladies,
could of ended up doing wrong (oh, oh- oh)
Man I miss home, but I ate my dinner at home,
Fellas if ya love your girl, fight that appetite for the ladies,
appetite for the (ooh) She got the door locked, and the lock don't fit, your key
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