Waptrick BoB Ft Nicki Minaj - Out Of My Mind Στίχοι Τραγουδιών

  • [Hook: B.o.B]

    I’m, I’m, I’m, I’m

    I’m out of my, out of my mind

    Out of my fucking mind

    I’m, I’m

    I’m out of my, out of my mind

    Out of my mind

    I’m, I’m

    Out of my, out of my mind

    I’m, I’m, I’m

    I’m out of my, out of my mind (Mind, mind, mind, mind)

    I’m out of my fucking mind

    Out of my fucking mind (Mind, mind, mind)

    [Verse 1: B.o.B]

    I’m out of my fucking mind, G-G-golly, oh my

    I was doing fine, once upon a time

    Then my brain left and it didn’t say bye

    Don’t look at me wrong; I’m out of my mind

    Like Nostradamus and da Vinci combined

    So paranoid of espionage

    I’m watching my doors and checking my blinds

    My brain is on vacation, they telling me

    And I’m bi-polar to the severity

    And I need medication, apparently

    And some electrocompulsive therapy

    I am a rebel but yes I’m so militant

    Still I’m eligible for disabilities

    I am psychotic but there is no remedy

    This is not figurative, this is literally

    If these niggas go dumb, I go to the mental facility

    See, man I’m so out there, I slap fives with E.T

    I don’t need a feature, they don’t wanna ? when I’m on this beat

    If you feel the same as me, then you gotta agree


    [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]

    What’s your name? B.o.B?

    So, they callin’ you Bob?

    Stop playing, nigga, you know that I’m known for the Bob

    Couple hit songs, got you thinking you a hearthrob

    Well, this thang so good, make a nigga wanna sob (Hmm, hmm)

    You don’t need a feature?

    Nigga, I’m the feature

    You gon’ be the priest, and I’mma be the preacher

    You can be the he-man, I’mma be the she-ra

    You can be the Grim, I’mma be the Reaper

    Now, now airplanes in the night skies

    Are like shooting stars?

    Well, you gon really need a wish right now

    When my goons come through and start shooting stars

    You know, I’m all about shoes and cars

    I’m kinda drunk off blue Bacardi

    I told Baby when I get my new advance

    I’mma blow that motherfucker on a blue Bugatti

    You know, I graduated summa cum laude

    That’s why they thinking I’m Illuminati

    And matter fact, let’s kiss and make-up

    I’ll help you escape on my blue Ducati



    [Interlude: B.o.B]

    I’m out of it

    I can’t seem to come out of it

    What’s going on inside of my head?

    It feels like I’m being John Malkovich

    Ladies and gentlemen, please turn it down a bit

    There’s an announcement, I like to announce (It…)

    Wait, how am I’m suppose to announce this shit?

    [Verse 3: B.o.B]

    I don’t need this song, I don’t need this nigga

    Cause a nigga bring the noise like an onomonopia

    Leave him in the dust, all he see is my Adidas

    Na na na na boo boo, wouldn’t want to be ya

    Never turnin’ back, how you think I got here?

    And I’m never slowing down, fuck was that a deer?

    If you got a problem, step to the office

    Matter fact, never mind, talk to the Kiosk, Biatch

    You have no idea

    That’s why they call me B dot been a maniac ever since I was knee-high

    I’m gonna need help, someone call Charter, maybe call FEMA

    Cause I got to be crazy or outta my mind to have this many steps on my VISA


    [Outro: B.o.B]

    Wait, if I’m here and you’re there?

    And if I’m here and you’re there?

    And if I’m here and you’re there?

    And if I’m here and you’re there?

    And if I’m here and you’re there?

    And if I’m here and you’re there?

    [Outro: Nicki Minaj (whispering)]

    Um, yeah, yeah

    Nicki, B.o.B, ho

    (Shh… they might be listening)

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