Below are the lyrics to "Discover" sung by the artist "Chris Brown". Hopefully this can help you find the lyrics to the song "Discover".
" Discover "
This time she's really out my life, oh
I know I gotta get her back
Just need one night to hit it right
But I can't get her alone, no
Know she deserves to up and leave
If it was me I'd do the same
I see that girl and the life she hopes
So I'll be damned to let it go, damned to let it go
I discover, discover I love her
Oh, I gotta get her back, oh
I discover, discover that I love her
Ooh, that would get her back
I'm guessing this is where it ends (You don't even pick up for a nigga)
I know she's calling all her friends (And they don't like me, fuck y'all bitches)
They probably tryna take her out (All up in the VIP so they can take a picture)
And tryna find her ass a man, shit, make a nigga mad
Cause she know I'm hurting, she know that I'm hurting
Yeah she know I care, she know that I care
I can't understand, know I treat you bad
But you don't get me back like that, no, no
Oh, oh, I gotta get my baby, girl don't leave me
All this crazy shit that you been dealing with it, you probably hate me, hey
Cause baby if you cheated, I couldn't handle that
To know that another nigga is making you smile like
I discover, discover I love her
Oh, I gotta get her back, oh
I discover, discover that I love her
Ooh, that would get her back
I can't breathe, yeah
Can't breathe, can't breathe, yeah
Girl let me breathe again, breathe again
Let me breathe again, oh
I can't breath, can't sleep
Can't dream, so weak, girl
Gotta get you back, gotta get you back
Can't think, oh gee
I discover, discover I love her
Oh, I gotta get her back, oh
I discover, discover that I love her
Ooh, that would get her back
I discover, discover that I love her
Oh, that would get her back
Get you back oh, get you back oh
Can't think girl, oh gee oh, gee oh
" Add Me In "
Alright, your body's an isosceles (Alright)
And I'm just tryna try angles (Okay)
Your love is trigonometry (Yeah)
Just tryna solve the whole equation
What's it about you, about? I wanna love you
Figure you out, figure you out, so I can touch you
Should we do that? Can I do that, baby?
Answers are usually in the back (Hey!)
Substitution, add me in
Multiply my love, is that too much? (Can I do that?)
Substitution, what's the problem, girl?
Add me in (Yeah), woo
Baby, just add me—
Baby, just add me in
Baby, just add me—
Baby, just add me in
I'll calculate her home invasion (Yeah, add it up)
Divide your legs and count to three (Three, two, one, come on)
He's just not the answer, baby (Uh-huh)
And that's just my hypothesis (Uh-huh, real talk, girl)
What's it about you, about? I wanna love you
Figure you out, figure you out, so I can touch you
Should we do that? Can I do that, baby?
Answers are usually in the back
Substitution, add me in
Multiply my love, is that too much? (Can I do that?)
Substitution, what's the problem, girl?
Add me in (Yeah), woo
What if I said I loved you? (Love you, baby)
I need you, would you care? (Ooh)
So many things that I could learn
And baby, if we do the math, it will equal up to me instead of him
Substitution, add me in
Multiply my love, is that too much? (Can I do that?)
Substitution, what's the problem, girl?
Add me in (Yeah, yeah), woo
Substitution, add me in (Add me)
Multiply my love, is that too much? (Can I do that?)
Substitution, what's the problem, girl?
Add me in (Add me in, yeah), woo (Oh)
Baby, just add me—
Baby, just add me in (Baby, just add me)
Baby, just add me—
Baby, just add me in (Hahahaha, woo!)
Baby, just add me—
Baby, just add me in (Ha ha, yeah)
Baby, just add me—
Baby, just add me in (Ow!)
" Rain Down "
OG Parker
[Chris Brown:]
So just lay it down for me
Stay down for me
Lay down on me drowning in your water
Let it rain down on me
Stay down for me
Lay it down for me
Drowning in your water
Let it
[Mulatto:]
Who you know goin' to take it like me
Trap nigga fuck em to that Al Green
Pussy water he go under submarine
Make em buss he gon' empty a magazine
Freak a Leek Brand new birkin pussy pink
Ride the wood like a roller rink
But I love it when a nigga take control of me
Love you good, fuck you right
Type a bitch he wanna wife
Piss you off then take the pipe
It's better when we fuss and fight
Rap like I know what to do
Keep it wet this pussy cool
Love when I'm on top of you
I ride like I got something to prove
I make it rain like quez, strap, and Ali
The better the back of the seats
The head in traffic for me, I got him weak in the knees SWV
If you know what I mean
He come out them chrome heart jeans
Put it in my spleen
Now tell him to rain on me
[Chris Brown:]
So just lay it down for me
Stay down for me
Lay down on me drowning in your water
Let it rain down on me
Stay down for me
Lay it down for me
Drowning in your water
Let it
[PnB Rock:]
Oh yeah
Come let it rain on me
I'll put you straight to sleep
Shawty don't play with me
'Cuz I'm in love with your body
Come and ride me like a Masi'
Top down I'm on Collins
She look like she work at Follies
All up in my face
Buss it like AK
Grabbin on your waist
Love the way you taste
Damn, you so wavy
All these other hoes fugazi
Pussy might might drive me crazy
Fuck around get you pregnant
By now, I know
I could book your flight now
Rollie with the ice now
Know you want these lights out
Just know you can get it
Every time I'm in it
Just bring your body over here and
[Chris Brown:]
So just lay it down for me
Stay down for me
Lay down on me drowning in your water
Let it rain down on me
Stay down for me
Lay it down for me
Drowning in your water
Let it
[Layton Greene:]
Be careful, don't drown
If you diving deep, you'll be soakin'
When you open the box
Just leave it buss down like a Rollie
Put you in the mirror
Pullin my ass down to your head
You good but say you could get better
Wet but it still could get wetter
We just getting started
Boy go long, don't finish
Now baby stay focused
I need all of your attention
Is it hot in here?
Or is it me?
I feel the temperature is rising
I'm still on one
This X rated for your eyes only
Your loves an anchor the way you come droppin it down in my sea
Bae take a second won't you come on supreme, yeah yeah
" Deuces (Remix) "
K-K-K-K-K-K-Mac
All that bullshit's for the birds, you ain't nothing but a vulture (Oh, oh, oh)
Always hoping for the worst, waiting for me to fuck up
You'll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
Who knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean when I tell her keep it drama free
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa
Chu-chuckin' up them deuces
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa (Yeah, yeah)
Told you that I'm leaving, deuces
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa (Whoa, whoa)
I know you're mad, but so what? I wish you best of luck
And now I'm finna throw them deuces up
What you mean I ain't call you? I hit you when I landed
I'm waitin' in my hotel room
Seems like we're arguin' more and it's gettin' less romantic
Yeah, I think she'll be able to tell soon
But I'll fuck you right, I will, I fuck you right, I will
I'll fuck you like no one has ever, ever made you feel
I mean, this part of our relationship's amazin' still
I might just put up with the arguin' and stay, for real
You lookin' bad, girl, for goodness sakes
You with all those curves, and me without no brakes, ooh
I'm willin' to work it out however long it takes you
You feel like you miss those happy days
Well, girl, that makes two of us, our timing is wrong
Your friends always tyin' up every line on your phone
Yeah, but tell them bitches that you'll always be my missus
And the hardest part about the fuckin' business
Is mindin' your own, uh, and every time I try and break it off
We just yell until we tired, then I break you off
It's useless, all this fightin', let's get past it now
Even when I throw them deuces, you just send it back around
Your wrist and fingers glisten, ice cold like Michigan
Ayy, look at what we livin' in, here we go with this again
I just keep on talkin', but I guess that you ain't listenin'
Rather run around with them nothin'-ass bitches then
Go on, got me hot, smokin' like a chimney
We used to be best friends, now it seems we finna be enemies
Deep inside it's killin' me, but soon it's gon' be killin' you
To see her in that two-seater, know that's gon' hurt your feelings, boo
Ah ha, didn't you think you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin' with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go, released, into the wind
Again, again, and deuces I must throw ya, peace
You know what, yo? You a bitch
You should have a travel agent, 'cause you a trip
You should make your own toilet tissue since you the shit
But all you got is some fuckin' issues, you fuckin' bitch
I hate niggas, but I love your mom
Give her a kiss for me, her second son
Get your mind right, baby, or get your shit together
You gonna be hot a little while, I'ma be rich forever
Girl seducers, they come in deuces
But when I cut 'em off they always become a nuisance
Niggas take my old flows and they take my old swag
He just took my old bitch and turned it to his new bitch (Ha ha)
I'm stupid, but I won't get my drama on
What I'm dealin' with is too real for me to comment on
Jay finally got it through my head not to run my mouth
So when you talk 'bout "you know who"
I don't know who you talkin' 'bout
According to my old bish, I be on some new ish
She was on some oldish, now I got a new bish
Think I give two-ish? You ain't gonna do ish
Meet my two fingers, intro-deuces
If you knew better, you'd do better
Wanna get the middle finger, but I got two better
So you gonna diss me
Even though you know it's wrong
Know you gon' miss me a little when I'm gone
Drizzy voice
Now I'm ghost, baby, four-door Rizzy Royce
Tryna work it out might be a bad business choice
I'm 'bout my business, boys, plus I make paper
Come on, that's old news, yesterday's paper (Nice)
Oh, you talkin', what about?
If it ain't how I kept you studded out
You might as well shut your mouth
You'll never score another me, I'll shut it out
Act like there's gum in your hair, girl, cut it out!
Got a pocket full of hundreds, she the only one that's missin'
Got a bucket full of ice, and a watch to go with it (Ugh!)
Got a racin' Lamborghini, have my homies scared to drive
Haters better put their head down, they know that boy be fly
All the charter planes, now I'm talkin' ballers slang
R.O.Z.A.Y. on that wall in that Hall of Fame (Ugh!)
I let my denim sag, red Louis belt
How can you love me, baby? First, you gotta love yourself
The farewell email from a female
But I'm a player, ain't gonna tell you all the details
What it entails is hard to say, like sellin' seashells
By the seashore, but she's not a bore
But neither a whore who needs to know more
The kind you can't ignore but want to open the door for
Or run in your favorite store
And leave with all them shopping bags and half of it ain't yours
I did things for her; ain't rich, ain't poor
I wanted to do more, but hell, I just ain't know her
Well enough to know if this is all she came for
But enough to know tonight excited she came four
Times to my cousin house to see if I was there
Get your minds out the gutter, man
We out here tryna have a good time
And here I am, all heavy with the words where
Somebody that's a nerd, likely fast forward
But, shit, they asked for it
It's hard to throw up them deuces
'Cause when you know it's juicy
You start to sound like Confucius when makin' up excuses
Chase Cabooses until the track gone
I gotta find me a new locomotive, stop makin' sad songs
I'm on some new shit
I'm chucking my deuces up to her (Deuces)
I'm moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryna make it work (Deuces)
You made me wanna say bye bye
Say bye bye, say bye bye to her (Deuces)
You made me wanna say bye bye
Say bye bye, say bye bye to her
" 3AM "
Hol' up
Oh, it's 2:30 AM, yeah, I said I know (I know)
All that's on my mind when I'm all alone
Comin' home to you (To you)
All I wanna do (I do)
Is lay up with you, babe
No, no, no, babe
Wait, slow it down, down
I need you right now, now
I'm doin' like 105 (Woo)
So baby, keep the door unlocked (Woo)
Wait, slow it down, down (Yeah)
You know I know every spot
Makin' sure I drive you ready
Ride me all night, night
Make you feel so good
If I swing by, swing by
All the things we would do
Baby, won't you let me swing by?
Got me on this 3-AM drive
Wanna be with you all night
So I pull up like skrrt, I pull up like skrrt (I pull up like skrrt)
Pull up like skrrt, oh yeah-yeah
Got me on this 3-AM drive, hey-hey-hey
Got me on this 3-AM drive
I pull up like skrrt
Take off my shirt, lift up her skirt
Then I go on down
It's what you prefer, it's what you deserve, yeah
Ooh, you hotter than summer
Screams louder than the thunder
Stamina like a marathon runner, yeah, yeah
Said you need a real one, real one
Well, you got a real one, yeah, yeah, yeah
Rev the engine up
Baby, make you growl
Once I pull up, once I pull up
You know what's up
Can't get enough, not gassin' you up
Baby, I'ma let you drive, drive
Make you feel so good
If I swing by, swing by
All the things we would do (Ooh)
Baby, won't you let me swing by?
Got me on this 3-AM drive (Up all night)
Wanna be with you all night (You)
So I pull up like skrrt, I pull up like skrrt (Yeah)
Pull up like skrrt, oh yeah-yeah (Ow!)
Girl, you know I put you first
Been through the worst
Hurt your feelings
Now I'ma listen, I'ma let it sink in
And the Lord as my witness, I'ma start facin' my fears
With this heartbreak, yeah
Oh, no
Never thought, never thought I'll ever grow, oh-oh-oh
And I love it when you give it to me, nice and slow
Already said I'm sorry, said my bad
And it troubles me not to think about the past
Baby, won't you let me swing by?
Got me on this 3-AM drive
Wanna be with you all night (You)
So I pull up like skrrt, I pull up like skrrt (I pull up like skrrt)
Pull up like skrrt, oh yeah-yeah