B.o.b.

Out Of My Mind

B.o.b.


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I’m watching my doors and checking my blinds
My brain is on vacation, they telling me
And I’m bi-polar to disparity
And I need medication, apparently

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 gone 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
Can we pretend that airplanes in the night skies are like shooting stars?
Well you can 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 booze/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 loadi
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
Hallelujah!

B.o.b
I’m out of it
I can’t seem to come out of it
What’s going on inside my head?
It feels like I’m being ?
Ladies and gentlemen, please turn it down a bit
There is an announcement, I like to announce (it…)
Wait, how am I’m suppose to announce this shit?

B.o.b
Coming soon

B.o.bRepeated
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?

Nicki Minaj
Um, yeah
Nicki, b.o.b, ho
(shh… they might be listening)